[center][h2][color=gold]Dimple Brightmite[/color][/h2][/center]

Dimple gave an amused huff as he watched Feliana give him something that was equal parts bow and nod.

"My apologies, sir," she said bashfully. "I've heard stories of you but, err..."

[color=gold]"Oh you needn't apologize."[/color] Dimple said with a wave of his hand. [color=gold]"I've been living below the notice of most folks for a while. So it's only natural that most folks wouldn't recognize me now."[/color]

After a moment, Feliana finally composed herself enough to continue. "Yes, our quarry. I'm, err, uncertain of how well it would have followed us back. It did give chase after it's attack, and we did our best to try and lose it but..." She sighed.

[color=gold]"Three... Two... One... Aaand..."[/color]

The Auroch's bellow resonated throughout the village.

[color=gold]"There it is!"[/color]

"Oh no..." Feliana muttered to herself, immediately looking towards the sound. "It's here."

[color=gold]"I will tend to the beast."[/color] Dimple said as he took to the air. [color=gold]"Gather those of your fellows who are still able enough to help and have them keep the civilians out of harm's way."[/color] With that said, Dimple flew off in the direction of the bellow.

From his elevated position, Dimple quickly found the Auroch. And when he saw the beast, he immediately knew what to do. Hovering up in the air above the battle, Dimple bowed his head, closed his eyes, and began to pray.

[color=gold]"Rohkin, Wandering Horn,
Guardian of the Herd,
look upon your child in fury and pain.
This beast does not rage by its own will,
but by a wound set into the world.
Lend me your wisdom and your mercy.
Guide my hand to still its charge.
To end its suffering or turn it aside.
Let my wing beats be sure,
and let your beasts know I come in your name."[/color]

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Dimple makes a Charm roll of [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/29788]19 with Hope[/url] to pray for aid from Rohkin, the Wandering Horn.
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