Time For A New Spring Tune 🍀

Once into safety Oliver looks to Snufkin when a bemused look. "Hey, with that kind o' mindset, it's probably why it feels unlucky!" The boy wiggles his finger, dissappeotivnly.

"Hmm. I can see your viewpoint, but in this situation I have to disagree." Snufkin shook his head; shruggingly nonchalantly as he did so. "Really. Being chased by multiple beasts is quite an unlucky event for someone like myself, you see."

In regrets, it happens last.

The only thing the red-haired woman with an umbrella realized that someone or thing was in danger and she had to respond right away as how Egrets do when things get awkwardly bad. She reached the source of danger after.

Whatever beast that was, she tossed a a floating Napalm tear that float as a distraction and smashing the beast with Krieg repeatedly until it fled somewhere else.

He jumped down from the tree; then dusted off his cloak. "Thank you for that. I seem to keep finding myself in these terrible situations."

"Yeah, that sounds like a decent plan! I'm Snufkin--" He placed his hand on his hat to keep it from falling off as they both ran to a safer place. The wind was blowing pretty heavily this day too; because of course it was! You can't control the wind.

He only stopped in place when he heard the bones of one of the skeletons break apart suddenly. "Oh, how strange...!"

Snufkin patted himself down for a moment, then he nodded his head.

"I seem to be just fine, but that did have my heart racing for a moment or two."