[Random objects sprouting up everywhere isn't the most dangerous thing Deerington has ever done, though Fern is still wary. There's got to be a catch, there's always a catch. He's even got a sword formed, because the temptation to start cutting up all this stuff is pretty strong.
He's wandering down the street, eyeing another spinning wheel nearby, when a familiar voice catches his attention. He glances over and -]
Good endures
He's wandering down the street, eyeing another spinning wheel nearby, when a familiar voice catches his attention. He glances over and -]
Lilith?
[Oh snap, he's racing straight over to her.]
Lilith!