02-08-2018, 11:19 PM
The sweltering heat made moving his body more difficult for the Quarterback of Chaos. In fact, his armor did not help matters but he was not about to shed the armor because he didn't want to be left able to be gutted by Dark Hecate. A base of some sort was needed by him, but he was not strong enough to do that, yet. He knew it was a problem that he needed to solve. A head quarters was needed by Warren Zimmer because he had nowhere he could honestly call home. Sure he had the base in the Tangled Green. Sadly he could not go back there until he was strong enough to hold his own against Dark Hecate and that was going to take effort on his part.
Misery was the only word to describe how he felt at present because of the intense heat, and the other miserable elements of this blasted verse that he was inside of. Unfortunately, this was the best place that he could hide from Dark Hecate. Warren doubted she'd travel that far to get him with a knife in the spine. Really he was not letting it be that easy to take him down. When he was ready he'd face her, but it would be on his terms, not hers. His terms involved a base that could protect him some from her antics, and a lot of traps and ambushes. Warren was an inventor, and so inventing a way to stop her couldn't be that hard, right? His trek continued.
Misery was the only word to describe how he felt at present because of the intense heat, and the other miserable elements of this blasted verse that he was inside of. Unfortunately, this was the best place that he could hide from Dark Hecate. Warren doubted she'd travel that far to get him with a knife in the spine. Really he was not letting it be that easy to take him down. When he was ready he'd face her, but it would be on his terms, not hers. His terms involved a base that could protect him some from her antics, and a lot of traps and ambushes. Warren was an inventor, and so inventing a way to stop her couldn't be that hard, right? His trek continued.