[ there is so much to take in here, but it really is that kind of week, isn't it? artemy witnesses it from beginning to end, feeling the wind pick up as a realization settled in, a fight ensued, witnessing mordalion and his walking thegrea through his methods. the poison sticks in the back of his mind, poison is always such a curious thing - even cures can kill in the right amounts.
as it fades just as mordalion begins to, fog and all, he lets out a soft "huh", his eyes on him curiously. these are always so invasive, so he just makes his way slowly forward, as if he's more curious about the plants, though he glances to meet his eyes. ]
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Date: 2025-06-26 12:57 am (UTC)as it fades just as mordalion begins to, fog and all, he lets out a soft "huh", his eyes on him curiously. these are always so invasive, so he just makes his way slowly forward, as if he's more curious about the plants, though he glances to meet his eyes. ]
I've never seen poison utilized in such a way...