Recent content by Boggy

Boggy sniffed and paused mid-stashing the swords behind a crate. He looked at the gilders, then to the beast offering them. The rat shoved the swords against the wall behind the crate and pushed the crate up against them, rendering the weapons imperceptible to anybeast walking through the alley...

A pair of quick, dark eyes watched from a roof adjacent to the alley. Boggy's gaze darted from the still-living to the dead, then to the weapons of the dead. The wounded fox was checking on the stoat, leaving the dead beasts and their valuable weapons behind. It was his lucky day. He only...