Ichor-Blood of the Gods (A Camp Half-Blood rp) *Accepting*

[Anomaly]

Dresyn got up, wiping his eyes. He felt horrible. He shouldnt have expected anything. "We should get moving." he grabbed his satchel

[blacknightwolf]

Azzri readjusted her bag and said "Where are going to go further into town right?" and started to walk ahead.

[Anomaly]

Dresyn kept walking. "No. We're heading out of town. Where my mom lived."

[blacknightwolf]

Azzri nodded and walked with him the wind nipping at her ears, as if trying to speak to her but she wasn't interested, the just thought of it as annoying wind. She couldn't understand it anyways.

[Anomaly]

Dresyn kept walking, pushing through the wind. He kept pushing, not really paying attention as the wind seemed to pull him back.

[blacknightwolf]

Azzri grumbled as she was also fighting the wind. She kept right next to Dresyn and kept thinking, What is he? Who is he?

[Anomaly]

Dresyn sighed, knowing she has questions. "Go ahead and ask." he kept going, straight out of town.

[blacknightwolf]

Azzri said "Ask what?" she wasnt about to ask any questions one, she was not about to break her word. she never did, at least as she could remember.... and Two: they were probably quite personal to him.

[Anomaly]

"Ask what you want Azzri. I really don't care what you ask." Dresyn kept walking. "Now that I am here, I've got some answers."

[blacknightwolf]

Azzri said "Im not sure i want to know the answers to my questions..."