"Oh..." Feast whispers. They begin to cut up the deer and veggies, occasionally looking back at the bodies in the cart. As they load up the food into the cauldron, their hands are shaking. "I... need some water..." They walk away to the nearest body of water.
Voctus doesn't speak. He digs two holes, putting the woman in one and the child in the other. he then fills in the dirt and grabs two signs he ripped from the farmhouse, hammering the signs into the ground. Then he takes the knife he discarded earlier and etches names into the blank signs, first the child, then the woman:
Tai
Yuma
Voctus hears faint sobbing from near the river.
He sighs heavily, glancing at the dog, who he hasn't buried. He strokes the sheepdog's flank, feeling that it isn't fully frozen. Maybe he has a little hope.
He walks over to Feast. "No cry. You have no reason to be sad. They my family, not yours. We have stew to make."
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My Baalzeboopical title is The New Hunter! I have been proclaimed theArcane Oryctolagus By the great artificer Salem!
He sighs heavily, glancing at the dog, who he hasn't buried. He strokes the sheepdog's flank, feeling that it isn't fully frozen. Maybe he has a little hope.
He walks over to Feast. "No cry. You have no reason to be sad. They my family, not yours. We have stew to make."
"Everyone deserves... someone to cry for them... Even if they aren't here to see it..." They sniffle. They scoop up a pitcher's worth of water. "But you're right. I'll get back to work."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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He sighs heavily, glancing at the dog, who he hasn't buried. He strokes the sheepdog's flank, feeling that it isn't fully frozen. Maybe he has a little hope.
He walks over to Feast. "No cry. You have no reason to be sad. They my family, not yours. We have stew to make."
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My Baalzeboopical title is The New Hunter! I have been proclaimed the Arcane Oryctolagus By the great artificer Salem!
"Everyone deserves... someone to cry for them... Even if they aren't here to see it..." They sniffle. They scoop up a pitcher's worth of water. "But you're right. I'll get back to work."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels