[SLACK ROLEPLAYING LOG] Survival Instinct #amwriting #storytelling
Acran, after pressing the call button to Huth Zorikavir’s office, scuttles in. /We may have a problem,/ he sends quickly, though he still takes the time to bow. “Oh?” Zohi of Hatch Kavir responds. Her head tilts to the right as she considers the Mekke. “At ease. Tell me what you know.” /Not a great…
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