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eachdraidh2015-01-18 09:49 pm
withbite) wrote in eachdraidh2015-01-18 09:49 pm
Video - Unseelie/Seelie
[The feed goes out to all lockets because while Damon is playing Unseelie master of the house, he also doesn't really care who answers, as long as he gets what he wants.]
Greetings from the deserted wastelands of the East.
[Damon's out in the actual sunshine (gasp), the sounds of busy people and horses and a few troll grunts audible as background noise. As for the actual background? The stump of the spire as it's being worked on, along with the dust and barrenness of the mountains. To the left of him behind him, Fernando can be seen feeding the horses. Good Fernando.]
Circumstances have made it so that I've landed myself some things in need of training. I've been told that there's stories of old land holders in the deserts training the sand worms as sentinels, of sorts. Well, it seems I have sand worms that could hatch at any time -- who knows about worm incubation periods, really, but no worm trainers here to train them.
This would be me putting out a call for worm trainers. I know, I know, it sounds like a bad nickname for prostitutes, but really. Giant worms.
...
Also another euphemism, one I actually didn't mean. That time.
[Smirk.]
Leave a message on the lockets or send a letter or show up. I don't care. But you'd better be able to actually train them and not expect to blow smoke up my ass. Otherwise... well. I just wouldn't advise that.
Greetings from the deserted wastelands of the East.
[Damon's out in the actual sunshine (gasp), the sounds of busy people and horses and a few troll grunts audible as background noise. As for the actual background? The stump of the spire as it's being worked on, along with the dust and barrenness of the mountains. To the left of him behind him, Fernando can be seen feeding the horses. Good Fernando.]
Circumstances have made it so that I've landed myself some things in need of training. I've been told that there's stories of old land holders in the deserts training the sand worms as sentinels, of sorts. Well, it seems I have sand worms that could hatch at any time -- who knows about worm incubation periods, really, but no worm trainers here to train them.
This would be me putting out a call for worm trainers. I know, I know, it sounds like a bad nickname for prostitutes, but really. Giant worms.
...
Also another euphemism, one I actually didn't mean. That time.
[Smirk.]
Leave a message on the lockets or send a letter or show up. I don't care. But you'd better be able to actually train them and not expect to blow smoke up my ass. Otherwise... well. I just wouldn't advise that.