if i did, i didn't know // pitt ardent, open

[VALE]

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graphic gore ★ genderfluid ★ skeletal hyena

The skeletal hyena stood upon the Enclave’s border. Vis nose curled from the disgusting scent marks wafting from the line of redwood trees. Why couldn’t everyone else pick up the idea of using corpses and bones as a border? Rot smelled far sweeter and less acidic than urine.

Stepping back to avoid gagging, Vale exhaled a flame to singe the grass underfoot. Might as well smell smoke and fire instead of this awful stench. Especially if it took a while for a damned patrol to find ver. And maybe the ardent was here for frivolous reasons—totally here for frivolous reasons—but Vale was stubborn regardless of whether ve had a good or shit reason for doing anything.

Vale heard a rumor about a direwolf in The Enclave possessed tremendous blacksmithing skills. And while Olalla thought of practical ways to improve the Pitt’s territory, Vale hated how drab and boring everything looked, so ve was determined to stick it to Olalla by commissioning the arts. What was the point of sitting on gems, gold, and stolen wealth if the Pitt’s territory remained a complete and total eyesore?

“Aye, Greek alphabet worshipers!” Vale screamed into the redwood forest. “I’m looking to commission your blacksmith Sora for an art project, and if I have to smell your goddamn urine for one more second I’m going to burn the whole forest down!”

[member=23398]Sora Hoshi[/member]

YOU NEVER TRUSTED ME ★
BUT I’M OVER IT NOW
[sub][W]isker[/sub]