He furrows his brow. "Forest. That is a long ways away. I will be safe for the time being." His body temperature slowly rises again, now at very warm.
She immediately pulls back. "I'm sorry! I was just trying to help..." She says. She looks away. "I'm so sorry..."
"Its fine just be more careful." He turned to Salimud. "So why are you here?"
"I am here because I am running from an army. They have the mission of capturing me or killing me." He looks at Shadow, his eyes very slowly starting to turn amber again. "I apologize for yelling. I was still in a panicked state of mind."
"You are being chased by an army? Well shit." Alex turnes around frantically pacing back and forth. "At least you told us. So where do you plan on going?"
He grins weakly, still panting. "Plans are for the weak. I will run until I cannot run anymore." His body temperature stalls at touching-a-hot-pot-on-the-stove-with-your-bare-finger level.
"Running is a cowards escape." Jack walked over to Solimud. "So what is it that you did to cause you to be wanted?"
Salimud balls his fists after hearing that phrase. "I am charged with protecting a desert that is rich in petroleum. I could not handle the constant attacks on me by locusts, hawks and the like, so I ran away. An army of elementals were sent to bring me back. But I will not go back." He coughs and groans. "I need to drink..."
"So you were standing bravely and escaped hm? If you plan on saving it then i respect you but even the bravest wouldn't stay in your position. I take back what I said." Alex handed him a water skin.
Salimud shakes his head. "I'm not saving it. I'm not protecting it. I'm not going back. Doug you have any alcohol?"
"Always." Alex stopped and flipped his bag into his hand reaching in. "Take your pick." He strode over and sat the bag next to Salimub, withdrawing a few bottles, sipped from a large bottle of brandy before handing 3 bottles of different liquor to Salimud.
"Shukraan, my friend." He picks one and takes a large gulp. Immediately, his eyes become their usual amber color again. His body temperature spikes, making the air around him warm and a bit dry. The grass under him starts to smoulder.
"Beat this!" Alex chugs througj an entire brandy bottle and releases an enormous burp. "Ha!"
"That definitely was a terrible idea." Saying this alex could already feel the alcohol begin to work. "What the hell? Why did i do that?"
Alex's vision became distorted and he started walking around aimlessly ranting about random topics.
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