View character profile for: Tarmen Frespit
Edges of Soliam farm
Tarmen sat pondering his next move having not found anymore Felfar or anyone willing to sell him some.
Bastards were simply holding out on him. He stroked the imp's head absently wondering what is next course of action should be when he noticed a woman with a black shawl covering her head walking towards him.
She threw a hood at his feet. Looked him in the eye. He knew immediately what she wanted.
"Time for a choice jungle man." She told him visibly unwilling to entertain any sort of conversation and sneering at his apparent self pity.
"Put that over your head and come meet your destiny." She told him. "Or stay and piss your life away..."
Decision time.