Now Mort was not one who often sought out battles, but in this case that data was sorely needed. In order to make an operable battle-ready hand, he needed to see the FEAR fluctuations and power, adjust it accordingly, and find the right balance of durability and flexibility: and he couldn't get that through reading.
Plus, well, he knew those three liked to brawl. Well he knew for sure Herryk and Hel did, but he imagined it probably ran in the family for Freya too.
And thus, after folding the plans up into his smaller pack, pocketing the cheap FEAR meter from the maul, and locking his dorm door, Mort sent the text that was sure to probably spell out his physical doom.
{ Time for a Nord/Zombie hang out session! Meet me in the gym arena in 10 min and be battle ready. }
Ho boil. He began to shuffle his way onward.
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