May 30, 2017
@eclipsedmemento
Mushia’s hand shot over the pile of saint fragments by her side as a stranger approached. “Before you ask, no, I’m not lending away any of these fragments. They were all hard won thought strenuous battle.” Hardly. Causing an earthquake to knock a group of infected off their feet and then stealing their spoils was not exactly a warrior's victory. Whatever, she had equally unorthodox plans for them. Â
Simply turning them in at the city center for some promised monetary gain was a zero sum fools game. “But as my guest, you are welcome to watch as I attempt to carve them. I do enjoy taking requests in my stone working.”
