As fun as it might be to continue a conversation with this brute, Asylum hadn't come here for that. Her meal was prepared and wafted its tantalizing scent towards her whenever a small stirring of wind blew through the marsh. Ronin seemed very curious about her talent however, and absent a long explanation of what it did, he seemed unlikely to leave her to her meal. It is hard to way what it might do, I have only a few instances where I have witnessed its effects. When I was a very young child, I bit a large male teen. He became very ill the next day and onwards until he eventually died. Nobody suspected a tiny little girl of his demise, but I did not stay there long, should they change their mind about that. Hers had been a rough childhood.

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"speech."

He would listen to her long but still vague explanation, ending with one that she had bitten had in fact died, but he had been young. He’d become very ill and had eventually died. She hadn’t been suspected but she hadn’t lingered. He nodded at her explanation. “I’d keep that little talent to yourself.” He commented in a more commanding way, last thing he needed was for her to go blabbering her mouth and then Erna finding out. The paranoid bitch would probably think Asylum was out to get her. “So, bite me.” He would shrug, leaving his paw outstretched so that she could bite it. “Then I’ll leave you alone to eat.” He had a morbid curiosity about these things.


@Asylum

Sleuth
+5- learn something interesting about a character (diseased bite) {1/2}

Barbarian
+5- exercise (running) 4

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Keep it to herself? She didn't often speak of her skill so he need not worry. She didn't always hide her scent though, as it served to discourage strangers from attacking her. Being on her own, a lioness her size seemed like an easy target. I do hear some fascinating stories from my family. It likes to get inside your head.. mess with your senses or emotions. One time, a violent and dominant male was reduced to childlike. He became very paranoid and illogically terrified of things that were harmless, like his own shadow. Eventually, he regained his mind but he will never live down that embarrassment I'm sure. She spoke in dark humor.

Bite him? She supposed it might be interesting to see how he reacted, but what would the others think if blotch face here fell over dead later? I can show you, just remember you volunteered for it. I don't go about boasting of my skill, you need not worry. He best tell those he encountered while sick that he had chosen to suffer, in whatever manner he may. Provided he said nothing against it she would aim a hard nip at the height of his right front leg, just below where the length of mane got in the way.

@Ronin

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"speech."

He listened with growing interest and amusement at her stories. While, he hoped he wasn’t turned into a scared little child, he could also see how that would be hilarious for his pridemates to see- especially since he planned on only telling a couple of people about his condition if asked about it. Her dark humor was refreshing, although it did make him a bit nervous. She would hesitantly agree to show him what the effects could be like and he nodded. He at least had an idea of what he was getting himself into. Her comment about keeping it hidden was taken in with a nod. “Good.” Quickly she would dart forward, teeth fleetingly sinking into his upper right leg. The warrior’s muscles would twitch as the sensitive area was punctured, but true to his nature he would simple place his paw back to the ground as if it didn’t effect him. “I’ll leave you to eat. Welcome to the Mire pride. The cache is in the heart of the swamp…as are the dens.” He would at least tell her where she could take the rest of the carcass and where to find a den at. With all of that being said he would turn and leave her, it was probably best to be alone with whatever symptoms he would be faced with.

Sleuth
+5- learn something interesting about a character (diseased bite) {2/2}

Barbarian
+5- exercise (running) 4

-exit Ronin-

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The male seemed satisfied with her answer, prepared to leave and let her get back to eating her meal in peace. She had not formed an opinion about @Ronin just yet, he had a sense of humor leastwise, even if sometimes she had to wonder at his intelligence given some of the questions he had asked her, as well as letting himself be bit moments after being told it might kill him. A little rude too, seeing as he never actually introduced himself, or asked her for her name. Try not to die, I would hate to leave a bad first impression on these swamp creatures. She called after him, returning to the pig. As it was small, she would decide to carry it off to someplace more secretive. She wasn't keen on sharing with anyone and didn't wish to be disturbed.

-exit Asylum-

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