Merlin was having a few issues with this place. The openness, the weird sudden 'vacation' from life, the freedom to talk about things, random dangers of dangerousness... all of it was a bit much. Also, getting bitten by a bug that resembled a pixie that had mated with a rainbow hadn't helped him feel any better. Nor had that crying jag...
...which had started right afer he had gotten bitten.
He turned to stare after the fireflies. "That... that's it." He fought the urge to cry more and shook his head. "I started feeling like this after being bitten. Some creatures have a magical or magic-like effect when they bite people."
He had read about a few different ones in not so legal books he had managed to sneak looks at over the years. That had to be it.
He blinked then, refocusing on her words. "Hmm? Trolls? Ugly beings, not nice, strong and powerful. I ran into a young one in the forest when I was looking for herbs. She almost snagged me in a magical trap. Nearly broke my arm." he rubbed his recently resprained arm, which felt fine, now. Well, mostly fine.
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...which had started right afer he had gotten bitten.
He turned to stare after the fireflies. "That... that's it." He fought the urge to cry more and shook his head. "I started feeling like this after being bitten. Some creatures have a magical or magic-like effect when they bite people."
He had read about a few different ones in not so legal books he had managed to sneak looks at over the years. That had to be it.
He blinked then, refocusing on her words. "Hmm? Trolls? Ugly beings, not nice, strong and powerful. I ran into a young one in the forest when I was looking for herbs. She almost snagged me in a magical trap. Nearly broke my arm." he rubbed his recently resprained arm, which felt fine, now. Well, mostly fine.