Tales of a Unicorn Ranger

a rocky alcove for the night, swathing himself almost desperately in the brown scraps of cloth that

to be cold and shivering, a consequence of laying asleep without an actual form of covering. But he was p

, albeit still worn out. He would have to provide his own meal this time. He

few examples of the weapons he had on hand. If his apparently high-tier armor was any indication, all of those weap

se up as he stared at the knife that barely bigger than his palm. It showed signs of a

nted, he didn't know just how powerful those tools were...or his armor, for that matter. He j

have been a knockout, he didn't know what else it was supposed to do. Did it have a level limitation? Or was it only effect

ugh the grass as he wandered without direction. He several woodland critters. Wit

give for a b

ses-er, unicorns-were especially emotive. But his trotting seemed chipper than what one would expect. With his hooves lifting just high

preening. He was rather proud of himself, wasn't he? He gave an amused smil

exander shifted his weight from side to side, it seemed to waiting for him. "So, to be honest, I thought tha

at yes? Or was just a sign of bored

a hand out to grip at its mane, fully intending to lift himself onto his back, he found

singly at it as it did so. Touching, it seemed, was a bridge too far for

ying his best to look ap

ious distance between him and itself, Alexander found himself starring at unicorn buttocks as he followed like a trai

o he can hopefully see its face. The unicorn continued walking,

ey continued walking in silence for roughly 30 minutes, with Alexander only taking silent note of the foliage they were passing. H

d that he decided to speak, the silence of the trek fina

espo

oaning his lack of tools again, Alexander