He didn't even have the chance to ask
Aaron if he wanted any help walking with the improvised limb done out of the hooves of the pig.
But the
bugbear seemed too happy and excited to test his new prosthetic, despite the obvious pain he was in.
Luis couldn't think of anything to say that would make
Aaron stop. What would he be able to do anyway? In the strife against the statues, he barely managed to hold his friend's weight.
And that was before he felt that crack on his shoulder. Which was now pulsating. Definitely something was really hurt. Or broken...
Absent Minded, he didn't realize he was being guided into the room by
Stone Boyfriend. When he came back to it, he moved his head around, not really knowing how he had gotten here in the first place.
"Er... Thanks" He commented, assuming the statue could even talk or understand "[Thank you]" he tried in Sylvan this time.
Luis was not sure if the statue had understood Common or Sylvan. All he did was start walking around the room, keeping an eye on the
wolf. He seemed to... Be protecting
Luis?
"[I still don't know if you understand me but... I apologize for the rumble back there]"
Sparkly sighed as he examined the statue's body "[You got hurt, didn't you? We could have tried a different approach... None of us were expecting things like these to happen. We just used to take smaller missions, at least compared to this...]"
After that, he didn't say anything else, and tried to relax. There was nothing more that could be done at the moment. He felt really guilty about the recent fight. He was supposed to keep everyone and anything from harm. Yet he had used his powers to destroy one of them. He looked at
Monomythica's spiritual weapons... He let out a groan before calling them off, both Pencil and Book vanished slowly.
"You're dissapointed in me, aren't you?" He pretended Monomythica could hear his thoughts "I wouldn't blame you..." Hit die Rolls
3d8 = (8+5+6) = 19
10/25 HP + 19 HP = 29/25 HP = 25/25 HPDespite his wounded shoulder, Luis is back to full health! Luis had not noticed, but when he randomly sniffed the air, the smell of roasted pig seemed to be gone...
He stood up to examine where he had last seen the corpse-
"Oi, twinklemutt, do me a favor an 'elp m'sniff up th'source o' th' vines woul'dya?"
-But was promptly interrupted.
"It's
Luis... My name is
Luis..." He sighed, wasn't really in the mood to argue right now.
He stopped and looked back again at where the pig should have been... The place was now covered in new flora.
This made
Luis smile for some reason. Perhaps this place had a chance to recover itself despite what
Aaron and him had done.
Forgetting completely about the animal that had once laid there, he continued his way, following
cat, and her
love.
Wait, what?
Love?
What in the world had she been doing here?
Luis stood behind them awkwardly, as he couldn't really help with the bricks because of his injured shoulder.
So he just looked and sniffed around, to see what else he could find, and maybe be helpful to
cat and her...
Lover (?). He hated that feeling of uselessness.
Luis' perception roll
1d20+2 = (20)+2 = 22
Spilt Milk
King vs. Morrigan
@ 10:14 PM May 12th