Welcome to Gaia! ::

The warning did nothing to dampen Sean's spirits as he slid out of the saddle with ease and looked around, his mind making a Christmas list he already knew he wouldn't be able to afford. He thought about taking some things and saying he needed them for the hunt ( because when was he going to have a chance like this again and technically he would need them for a hunt! ) before sense caught up to him.
He was here on a hunt, he had a job to do.
"We need silver, blades preferably" he said to Kaniedie "I shot the wendigo with a silver bullet, it apparently got right back up. We need something to chop and dice them with. If we chop their heads off I doubt they'll get up...though at this point even that wouldn't surprise me also anything with fire is our best friend tonight"
They also had to figure out which weapons would be best for Tora. He still didn't like the idea of her in a hunt. He wasn't sure if he could concentrate on killing the wendigo's and watching Kaniedie's back while he was worried something might happen to her.
Too bad she's so stubborn, he thought this time with a slight smile rather than the usual irritation he felt about her attitude.Though I gotta say it's kinda hot.


( its alright.. It's not like I have room to talk. XD.)

"Sure thing, moxt calti vur moxt harroc" Kaniedie glanced over and smiled at the Hunter, amused by his obvious excitement to use any of the weaponry in her stores "Sean, just go ahead and take what you want. I can always make more, and this time at least I know your going to use it for something good- more assurance than what any ol' regular customer gives me" she said in way of answer, her scales clicking metallically as she changed back into a smaller form. No use being in Beast form while she had to maneuver around these narrower spaces, luckily for her her magic made sure her clothes remained on her even when they technically were't even "there". Shaking slightly as her body adjusted itself, she quietly made her way towards a series of crates and began digging inside them "should have 'em in here somewhere..." she mumbled, sorting through piles of seemingly ancient materials.

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