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aterat2022-05-01 12:55 am
faithfulsupport) wrote in aterat2022-05-01 12:55 am
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The hunt for chef's knives
Who; Ignis & you! (Don't forget to tag in!)
What; Chef knife questing or something silly like that
Where; On the road to the Academy?
When; Late April
Warnings;
Ignis had heard of the reports of beings that sounded an awful lot like Tonberries he'd fought at home from his husband Nida who was in the guard. He also kept his ears open at work at the Hunting Lodge and people were fond of pulling him aside as he made his rounds and talking about the creatures. The more details he got, the more convinced he was that somehow the little green devils had made their way here.
Tonberries were daemons in his world and he and the lads fought them along with other nefarious ones in black robes. So he was quite well versed with their fearsome capabilities. However, the knives he'd acquired from fighting them back home didn't come with him and he decided to go see the creatures he kept receiving reports about.
Putting down the notes he'd made in the green leather book that Detective Llewellyn Watts had gifted him on his wedding day, the advisor sighed to his companion.
"I do suppose this means a hunt is in order."
What; Chef knife questing or something silly like that
Where; On the road to the Academy?
When; Late April
Warnings;
Ignis had heard of the reports of beings that sounded an awful lot like Tonberries he'd fought at home from his husband Nida who was in the guard. He also kept his ears open at work at the Hunting Lodge and people were fond of pulling him aside as he made his rounds and talking about the creatures. The more details he got, the more convinced he was that somehow the little green devils had made their way here.
Tonberries were daemons in his world and he and the lads fought them along with other nefarious ones in black robes. So he was quite well versed with their fearsome capabilities. However, the knives he'd acquired from fighting them back home didn't come with him and he decided to go see the creatures he kept receiving reports about.
Putting down the notes he'd made in the green leather book that Detective Llewellyn Watts had gifted him on his wedding day, the advisor sighed to his companion.
"I do suppose this means a hunt is in order."
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Now to collect the spoils and hope they weren't ambushed by more.
"Darling, you're the one talking naughty."