squeaked a few times while Specca nodded with a calm smile at the fluugher.
“We were lucky this was one of the peaceful ones,” Specca agreed with, and then looked to Triska with a glare. “Because there are those that don’t like being attacked, Triska . If the petals are red and green, that type of fluugher will constrict all its vines on reflex of being injured, strangling and crushing its victim to death.” Triska jumped a bit with a nervous expression from hearing that before Specca looked to the book and read aloud another line for the monster’s entry.
“And worse yet, if the petals were red and blue that type of fluugher would release a deadly poison on reflex of being attacked, killing its victim nearly instantly while inflicting any others who may be near it, namely all of us.” She closed the book with a snap and gave Triska a stern glare.
“All Daniel would have had to do, no matter what type of fluugher would have gotten him, was either talk to it peacefully and get it to let him go, or just wait until the thing got bored and let him go on its own. That’s it!”
“But… but… how was I supposed to know that?” Triska defended with while shaking her head.
“I was trying to tell you!” Specca scolded. “Squeak stopped when I called out to you two, but you just kept on going! All you do is try to hack anything that moves funny in front of you. This monster was as peaceful as a bovinette, and you just cut it apart without thinking!”
Triska cringed a bit then looked to seeing the fluugher picking up its petals while crying, having a heartbroken expression as the others looked to it with sympathy.
“It may be a feral monster, Triska,” Specca explained. “But it would have been kind in return to Daniel. Had that monster been a sentient creature, then you would have ruined any chances of Daniel talking about peaceful coexistence with it.”
“Always knew Triska would be the one screwing up our chances out here,” Alyssa mentioned flatly.
“Hey! I was trying to save Daniel!” Triska yelled out at her.
“He wasn’t in any danger,” Alyssa argued. “He could have been if that was a different type of fluugher you cut apart, but otherwise he would have been just fine.”
“I saw him get pulled underground by a monster, why wouldn’t I have tried to save him?”
“Because your guide told you not to!” Specca cried out. The group looked to her as she shook her head with a flustered huff. “You wanted my help out here, remember? You wanted me to tell you about the monsters we meet and how to approach them. You wanted me to help you out here in The Outerlands, didn’t you? Well I can’t do that if you don’t listen to me!” Triska opened her mouth to speak before Specca threw the monster book at her, the human catching it with surprise as the nixie looked at her with a teary-eyed glare.
“You could have killed Daniel! If that was a poisonous or constricting fluugher you would have killed him the second you cut the first petal!”
Triska stared at her with a stunned expression then to Daniel, the boy watching as the fluugher was weeping while holding her severed petals. Specca whimpered and looked to the boy with worried eyes.
“I’m trying to keep him alive, I’m trying to keep all of you alive out here, but you didn’t listen. He even said himself to stop, but you just wouldn’t listen to him,” she said before turning to Triska with an accusing glare. Triska struggled to say anything back for a moment before Specca shook her head with a grunt.
“I get you’re a strong swordswoman, we all know you can fight. But the next time Daniel or I tell you not to attack a monster, don’t attack it!”
Triska opened her mouth to say something then looked to the fluugher as it whimpered while holding her severed petals. The monster looked over to Triska with watery eyes, the human feeling guilt building inside for hurting the harmless monster like that.
“I… I’m
“We were lucky this was one of the peaceful ones,” Specca agreed with, and then looked to Triska with a glare. “Because there are those that don’t like being attacked, Triska . If the petals are red and green, that type of fluugher will constrict all its vines on reflex of being injured, strangling and crushing its victim to death.” Triska jumped a bit with a nervous expression from hearing that before Specca looked to the book and read aloud another line for the monster’s entry.
“And worse yet, if the petals were red and blue that type of fluugher would release a deadly poison on reflex of being attacked, killing its victim nearly instantly while inflicting any others who may be near it, namely all of us.” She closed the book with a snap and gave Triska a stern glare.
“All Daniel would have had to do, no matter what type of fluugher would have gotten him, was either talk to it peacefully and get it to let him go, or just wait until the thing got bored and let him go on its own. That’s it!”
“But… but… how was I supposed to know that?” Triska defended with while shaking her head.
“I was trying to tell you!” Specca scolded. “Squeak stopped when I called out to you two, but you just kept on going! All you do is try to hack anything that moves funny in front of you. This monster was as peaceful as a bovinette, and you just cut it apart without thinking!”
Triska cringed a bit then looked to seeing the fluugher picking up its petals while crying, having a heartbroken expression as the others looked to it with sympathy.
“It may be a feral monster, Triska,” Specca explained. “But it would have been kind in return to Daniel. Had that monster been a sentient creature, then you would have ruined any chances of Daniel talking about peaceful coexistence with it.”
“Always knew Triska would be the one screwing up our chances out here,” Alyssa mentioned flatly.
“Hey! I was trying to save Daniel!” Triska yelled out at her.
“He wasn’t in any danger,” Alyssa argued. “He could have been if that was a different type of fluugher you cut apart, but otherwise he would have been just fine.”
“I saw him get pulled underground by a monster, why wouldn’t I have tried to save him?”
“Because your guide told you not to!” Specca cried out. The group looked to her as she shook her head with a flustered huff. “You wanted my help out here, remember? You wanted me to tell you about the monsters we meet and how to approach them. You wanted me to help you out here in The Outerlands, didn’t you? Well I can’t do that if you don’t listen to me!” Triska opened her mouth to speak before Specca threw the monster book at her, the human catching it with surprise as the nixie looked at her with a teary-eyed glare.
“You could have killed Daniel! If that was a poisonous or constricting fluugher you would have killed him the second you cut the first petal!”
Triska stared at her with a stunned expression then to Daniel, the boy watching as the fluugher was weeping while holding her severed petals. Specca whimpered and looked to the boy with worried eyes.
“I’m trying to keep him alive, I’m trying to keep all of you alive out here, but you didn’t listen. He even said himself to stop, but you just wouldn’t listen to him,” she said before turning to Triska with an accusing glare. Triska struggled to say anything back for a moment before Specca shook her head with a grunt.
“I get you’re a strong swordswoman, we all know you can fight. But the next time Daniel or I tell you not to attack a monster, don’t attack it!”
Triska opened her mouth to say something then looked to the fluugher as it whimpered while holding her severed petals. The monster looked over to Triska with watery eyes, the human feeling guilt building inside for hurting the harmless monster like that.
“I… I’m
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