"Can you like.. animate them?""Theoretically, with an infinite amount of dust, I could continually funnel magic to create something very large."
"But..."
"Such a construct would be unstable. I doubt it could be sustained for very long, if at all."
Well uh.. there really aren't any..Some sort of pit in Horn's mind is telling him to try and look for any sign of Innominatus.
"I can create small monsters, yes. However, I cannot control them as one would a puppet. They do listen to my orders, but... finesse is not exactly something in which they specialize.""Can you like.. animate them?"
"Say.. make like a puppet, or something.."
It seems to be taking him near directly away from the forest.. still nothing yet. Seems he got dragged quite a ways..Something deep within him causes him to miss his first acquaintance, and he instinctively follows the trail.
“That’s pretty amazing regardless..”"I can create small monsters, yes. However, I cannot control them as one would a puppet. They do listen to my orders, but... finesse is not exactly something in which they specialize."
About half a mile out now.. the trail is scuffed a bit.. a small rock formation has gashes from.. a sword perhaps?He continues to follow the trail, not seeming to care too much about splitting so far from the group.
Beyond the rocks, the trail seems to stop abruptly.Horn keeps going, on alert as he takes the gashes to be from something that marked its territory here.
nothing odd about them except for very very faint noises of conflict beneathHe sniffs the rocks and would touch them with his snout.
And they move over with surprising ease, revealing a few foot wide hole with a rusty ladder going down into a dimly lit hallway of some sort, rusted walls barely visible.He would try gently pushing the rocks over.
"I understand."“That’s pretty amazing regardless..”
“Forgive me for being so inquisitive, it’s just.. not every day I can see someone building something out of dust..”
*The Sentinel watches Trixy with a hint of curiosity*Trixy staches the log away and runs over to Vell, blinking onto his shoulder. “Hey Vell! Who’s the skeleton you’re talking to?”