[The second D springs for the lantern, Augustine finally makes his move.
With just a snap of his fingers a flurry of bright red chains suddenly unfurls from his hand. They slither across the dead grass like serpents before suddenly ensnaring Puck within their iron-like tendrils. The chains tighten and tighten as Puck struggles, determined to keep this mischievous youth trapped. While some people might revile such underhanded tactics, Augustine was left with little choice. Stygia’s future is in jeopardy right now and with so little fertile land left within this bleak city, it would be a shame if the Oakwoods fall.
He tightens the chains around Puck’s neck as he rises from the log, keeping the Fae from talking. The last thing they need is for this pest to mutter a spell or two. If the hunter manages to grab the lantern in time, then they’re home free.
If not, well…they’ll cross that bridge when necessary.]
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With just a snap of his fingers a flurry of bright red chains suddenly unfurls from his hand. They slither across the dead grass like serpents before suddenly ensnaring Puck within their iron-like tendrils. The chains tighten and tighten as Puck struggles, determined to keep this mischievous youth trapped. While some people might revile such underhanded tactics, Augustine was left with little choice. Stygia’s future is in jeopardy right now and with so little fertile land left within this bleak city, it would be a shame if the Oakwoods fall.
He tightens the chains around Puck’s neck as he rises from the log, keeping the Fae from talking. The last thing they need is for this pest to mutter a spell or two. If the hunter manages to grab the lantern in time, then they’re home free.
If not, well…they’ll cross that bridge when necessary.]