un; crowhunter

[crowsfeat]

Name: Eileen the Crow
Date: Feb 2nd
Format: voice

[ The first sound heard is a small, almost breathless chuckle, one that didn't even seem to be particularly directed at anything, and sounded neither purposeful or nervous. Strange, really. But eventually, after some breathing, a voice spoke... ]

Clever little device... The Arcane can work some truly ingenious things, even under a different blanket of stars as I find myself beneath...

Leads one to wonder just what sort of power fuels it. Well... Almost, anyways.

[ There was that chuckle again. Nothing she said was particularly amusing, not even to herself, and once more, it felt just... oddly instantaneous, inspired by nothing. ]

I suppose I've just two questions, curiosities, to ask then.

The first; where can a Hunter find work?

The second; I'd rather not lose my head to beasthood, but a bond seems a bit much to ask for the moment. Are there any particularly effective sedatives in this town? Or those willing to create them?

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[crowsfeat]

I gobble them up like the old crow I am. [ Another chuckle. ]

One whole gulp. Just like that.