Even when Marianne had set the task to him, Ellis had wondered: if we're to do this quietly, am I the best choice?
But he doesn't argue. He doesn't argue now, as his quiet murmuring tapers off and he lifts his palm from the symbol he'd drawn in the dirt. They aren't trailing something undead as far as anyone knows, but turning away anything lingering is worth the whisper in the back of his head, the trilling hoot that chills him to the bone as he gets to his feet. Ellis swings his mace back over his shoulder as he reaches for her elbow, whispering for guidance as they move forward.
"I'd say we're off to a promising start."
Malevolent presence notwithstanding.
"We were meant to take it back alive?" Ellis asks, tone light even as he they start downwards at a brisk pace. The hairs on the back of his neck are standing up, but he doesn't flinch. If anything, he speeds up slightly. All the better to get close enough to bury his mace in this creature's face.
i'm here.
But he doesn't argue. He doesn't argue now, as his quiet murmuring tapers off and he lifts his palm from the symbol he'd drawn in the dirt. They aren't trailing something undead as far as anyone knows, but turning away anything lingering is worth the whisper in the back of his head, the trilling hoot that chills him to the bone as he gets to his feet. Ellis swings his mace back over his shoulder as he reaches for her elbow, whispering for guidance as they move forward.
"I'd say we're off to a promising start."
Malevolent presence notwithstanding.
"We were meant to take it back alive?" Ellis asks, tone light even as he they start downwards at a brisk pace. The hairs on the back of his neck are standing up, but he doesn't flinch. If anything, he speeds up slightly. All the better to get close enough to bury his mace in this creature's face.