Ch'talo is already leaning on his spear, giving the shaman a look, tilting his head a little in lutrine fashion, then smiles showing a lot of fang.
"Funny you should ask that. I am, in fact, just this morning from meeting with Dworkin who has acknowledged me as a scion of Pattern, and I was just at the court here in Rebma. So if that's your concern then yes, I *do* likely outrank you."
"Now, with that knowledge, do you really want to continue? I'm well enough for a fight. Bring your friends if you wish."
It's an imperceptible change, but as he speaks, a hint of silvery sheen grows in his fur. He's purposefully being subtle with the shift.
07.12h: Liquid Placement
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Re: 07.12h: Liquid Placement
"An amberite, to take on my pack?" He will think for a moment. "Very well, for honor and bragging rights. And silence about the potential actions of the other."
He will slam his spear on the ground in some kind of basic ritual, one which all nearby people will mirror, even Edge.
Corystes, the insect-like razor-spined Warden who met you at the entrance will come running up... and despite her completely immovable carapace for a face, gives the impression of surprise and an eye roll*. Completely emotionless, she will walk between the two of you. "State the nature of the challenge!"
The shaman will speak. "The Amberite wishes to take on my pod for fishing. We accept the handicap he has chosen for himself of four verses one." He will pause and look over Ch'talo. "Would four hours be sufficient for your hunt? With, of course, fifteen minutes to prep and learn the rules."
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*: "Really? You again?" On the other side, how did she get there so fast?
He will slam his spear on the ground in some kind of basic ritual, one which all nearby people will mirror, even Edge.
Corystes, the insect-like razor-spined Warden who met you at the entrance will come running up... and despite her completely immovable carapace for a face, gives the impression of surprise and an eye roll*. Completely emotionless, she will walk between the two of you. "State the nature of the challenge!"
The shaman will speak. "The Amberite wishes to take on my pod for fishing. We accept the handicap he has chosen for himself of four verses one." He will pause and look over Ch'talo. "Would four hours be sufficient for your hunt? With, of course, fifteen minutes to prep and learn the rules."
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*: "Really? You again?" On the other side, how did she get there so fast?