ooc: Oh, the world of the community is already messed up enough! One little spell won't make all that difference!
Pseok didn't have the faintest idea what masa-shoe-sets was, but he felt anger burn inside of him at the guy's words. He desperately tried to remind himself he was inside a tent and letting himself go would probably result in Fisher not being the only one to die.
Frustrated, he turned to the only other thing he could think of. If those cats had moved about without moving, then maybe they could work out where this guy sent Roland.
Pseok: "Hey, Tiger-people, where are the talking cats you were with earlier?"
He eyed Fisher closely as he spoke, remembering how effortlessly he'd attacked Roland.
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