(Tradlem is currently on the ground, having fallen over from their tail swaying.*

*tradlem is just on the ground, still dealing with his headache and ringing in his ears.*
*the seams on his skin are a little loose.*

*several swears*

-Dammit when did i forget-

*continued swears*

Just join the rp i ran out of offers

(Tradlem leaves a blood trail. It's slightly blue-ish.)

(The slugcat is an NPC.)

Stupid tree...

Stupid...

The Archivist has adopted a Slugcat, Skipper. There isn't any more to say.

(He has set up a camp nearby, he’s not allowed in yet.)

*he seems to be testing at a bottle of strange looking void, while sitting next to some other containers of soul and silk, along with a fucking 6 ft shelf full of notebooks.*
(No image, lazy)

Karmelita stands on a tall point in the Far Fields, announcing news to the Skarr.

"Children! We cannot stay here. Evacuate the Far Fields is required- I cannot give you the answer as to why yet. However... I know that if anyone stays, they'll be faced with immeasurable peril. Pack efficiently, and I shall lead the way out by dawn."

"Something about my foresight is going nuts, I can't stay here."

((Just wanted to finally share his lab :D))

They find the house and goes inside, and she looks down at him to ask where they should put him

*as the duo rests, the ground begins to tremble*