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 Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 3:33 pm
 
Oz kept to himself most of the time, unless he just happened upon some poor soul who he found weak and he could control either with fear or manipulation. He had no friends really, as everyone was either afraid of him, or hated him. He was fine with that. He didn't need anyone. His familiar, though useful at times, was more of a nuisance than a friend most of the time. ((OOC: Secretly, he really does care for his familiar, he would never admit it though))
Oz didn't have a stationary home. He usually stayed on the move. Sometimes he would find an exclusive spot to sleep, but he didn't stay long. He found himself nearing a swampy area. His mood perked up just a little bit. At least here maybe he wouldn't have to smell or see SPRING.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 4:02 pm
The sun was high in the sky, which warmed everything nicely. But that also meant that there would be more Soquili out and about. She hoped they would stay clear of her refuge at least for the day, though she expected the worst. Although not many preferred the terrain here, it seemed that the ones who did were there to hunt, and not just bugs and rats. The thought made her tremble and as if on cue her unfriendly companion made its way out of her mane. Ooooo, it began. A rather boooooold choice, is this not?
She rolled her eyes and tried her best to ignore the the ghoul, but her trembling turned to a shaking fit as she walked, her legs beginning to feel like jelly. The shadow cackled. There are Kalona out heeeere. Crocodiles will be here soooooon. They're going to find youuuuuu. Cenotaph clenched her jaw and continued on. "I'll be fine... I know this swamp better than them. I can get away..." Her breaths deepened and her eyes began to water. She was determined to keep her composure.[quote="Moxxiie]
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 4:42 pm
Oz stepped into the cool murky water, relishing in the feel of it on his hooves. He tredged through the muck, careful not to fall into a deep hole. The water was up to his knees now, and his tail was soaked. He didn't mind though.
As he made his way through the swamp, he started to hear what sounded like whispers. His ears flicked in the direction of the noise, wondering who his company was.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 1:19 pm
Cenotaph's keen ears quickly picked up on the sound of something trudging through the water. Her eyes widened and her heart began to race. Without thinking, she maneuvered her way through the more solid, marshy ground on which she had been standing. She hadn't expected someone to show up so soon after her arrival. "Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!' She hurried along, panicking and trying to ignore the spirit howling with laughter perched on her back.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 6:34 pm
Whatever he had heard, seemed to have heard him as well. He found solid, drier ground and looked around for whoever was out there. He heard "oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!" coming from behind a few tree saplings, and caught a glimpse of a few flashes of white behind the dark trees. He smirked. "Oh no is correct," he called out as he made his way towards the voice.
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