Ireth
Mythic Scribe
Leto
Leto is silent as they all approach the breel's cave, though Wu Chen's outfit nullifies any attempt at stealth. She frowns at the strange noise coming from the breel, wondering and almost not wanting to know what it is.
For a moment Leto sees through the breel's eyes, in shades of blue and violet. Three women -- herself and her friends -- stand outside of the cave; Wu Chen's image ripples constantly with the ringing of her bells. The breel is in pain, with something sharp piercing its throat. Wallace's sword, maybe? Either way the breel can't swallow him down or cough him up.
When the eyes appear in the darkness before her, Leto pulls out her shock trap and rolls it in their direction. Might as well try to weaken the beast before she starts loosing arrows into it. At least the glowing eyes will make easy-to-see targets!
Leto is silent as they all approach the breel's cave, though Wu Chen's outfit nullifies any attempt at stealth. She frowns at the strange noise coming from the breel, wondering and almost not wanting to know what it is.
For a moment Leto sees through the breel's eyes, in shades of blue and violet. Three women -- herself and her friends -- stand outside of the cave; Wu Chen's image ripples constantly with the ringing of her bells. The breel is in pain, with something sharp piercing its throat. Wallace's sword, maybe? Either way the breel can't swallow him down or cough him up.
When the eyes appear in the darkness before her, Leto pulls out her shock trap and rolls it in their direction. Might as well try to weaken the beast before she starts loosing arrows into it. At least the glowing eyes will make easy-to-see targets!
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