[ As usual whenever he can tear himself away from his sister's side at all, Jiang Cheng has spent the day in the swamp hunting the gators. It leaves him just the right kind of battle-worn, enough so that the relief of escaping his own brooding thoughts is worth the risk of hunting alone admist the gators and cottonmouths.
Now after a long day of hunting, he is dirty enough to pass for a swamp creature himself and feeling pleasantly relaxed, even amiable.
Just as he is about to make his way back onto the main road, a creature he has never seen before catches his attention.
There it is in the undergrowth it stands and watches him, a creature with chunks of fur and flesh loosely hanging macabrely from its skeleton. A creature which can only exist by twisted, vile magics, for sure.
Jiang Cheng's hand tenses, about to go for his sword, when footsteps catch his attention, momentarily making him look away from the thing. ]
22nd, at the edge of the swamp - open
Now after a long day of hunting, he is dirty enough to pass for a swamp creature himself and feeling pleasantly relaxed, even amiable.
Just as he is about to make his way back onto the main road, a creature he has never seen before catches his attention.
There it is in the undergrowth it stands and watches him, a creature with chunks of fur and flesh loosely hanging macabrely from its skeleton. A creature which can only exist by twisted, vile magics, for sure.
Jiang Cheng's hand tenses, about to go for his sword, when footsteps catch his attention, momentarily making him look away from the thing. ]
Don't come closer [ he hisses. ]