[Turning to Chin and the cultist that's still struggling about on the ground. ]
He fled- [eyes flash towards the bowl made of a bone as the shadow frog's melt back into the darkness.
Stepping over the downed cultist and the mess of insects and bodily fluid strewn across the wooden floor boards. Gross.
When releasing the injured limb to a natural walking position, all the pent-up pressure that had been building finally is released. A hot sharp pain shoots through the young man's arm. He shutters, wincing as he instinctually pulls it back towards his cool body.]
See that bowl up there, [head jests towards the sacrificial table ] we need to take that with us. [A beat] -and we should check out what's in that golden shrine too.
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He fled- [eyes flash towards the bowl made of a bone as the shadow frog's melt back into the darkness.
Stepping over the downed cultist and the mess of insects and bodily fluid strewn across the wooden floor boards. Gross.
When releasing the injured limb to a natural walking position, all the pent-up pressure that had been building finally is released. A hot sharp pain shoots through the young man's arm. He shutters, wincing as he instinctually pulls it back towards his cool body.]
See that bowl up there, [head jests towards the sacrificial table ] we need to take that with us. [A beat] -and we should check out what's in that golden shrine too.