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[vrykolakas]

I've got a flock of puca down on Srathmarbh beach. If you want a fast mount, and I mean fast, come down tonight. Sharpish. I don't know how long they'll—

[A dark, horse-ish thing leers over the Brucolac's shoulder and then snaps demon-quick for the locket. Yellowish teeth fill the screen, followed by a blur of movement, and a muffled,] Fuck off, Accalon, you equine rat—

[The Brucolac reappears, lip hitched from his teeth in a slightly menacing grin.]

You're going to need a strong stomach.

[The puca Accalon leans into shot again, this time not biting. Sing-song, the beast snickers,] Don't be a slithering, sniffling little coward, he means.

[ooc: log for claiming/attempting to claim a puca here!]