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[+] Kursha Vidari

Visitors were rarity for Kursha. Few trolls knew the location of his hive, and of those that did, most would probably like to see it brought to the ground... preferably with him still inside. With that in mind, it should come as no surprise then that Kursha arrived at the gate armed and loaded.

One of the metal doors slid outwards, no more than two inches, and in the gap the muzzle of a rifle appeared. Kursha eyed the small figure through the crack. “Lorata?” he repeated, studying the tealblood. She looked harmless enough, but she was young enough that her lusus was certain to be nearby; probably on the other side of the door, just out of line of sight. Either way she knew Lorata. He had little reason to turn her away.

Pressing a sandalled foot flat against the door, Kursha nudged it to open wider. That way they could talk face to face, and the tealblood even had enough room to slip into the courtyard if she wanted to. Not that he thought she would. He still had the rifle in hand after all, muzzle lowered, but safety off. Despite his paranoia his mouth quirked a grin when he noticed the trap. It was nice to know that some of them were still working.

“Are you her messenger?” he asked. “Really, a letter would have been just fine.” He refrained from commenting on the trap for the time being. He would make her squirm a bit first.

[+] Kursha Vidari

It struck Kursha as odd that Lorata would talk about him, particularly in any kind of positive light. But perhaps he had made an impression on the seadweller despite all the mishaps in the swamp. Still... to have one of her friends come all the wait out to his hive seemed a bit much. He had no idea how to respond to that kind of attention.

Someone being upset with him on the other hand, he felt more than comfortable dealing with.

“Hm... That's odd,” Kursha said, as he stooped down to take a look. The teeth of the trap had entangled themselves deep in the tealblood's tair. “I don't remember setting out any traps. That's pretty terrible...” He put his hand over his chin, as though thinking. After a thoughtful pause, he spoke again.

“I guess there's no other choice. We'll have to cut it off.” With a wicked grin, Kursha brandished a heavy combat knife. He allowed the tealblood a moment long enough to begin to panic. “Just kidding! Hold still and I'll see if I can pry the teeth apart.”