25th Of Fall 513 AV
Now this was something Morvale could live with, a nice orderly workshop.
Although it was public and anybody even lowly pulsers like himself had the privy to be here. Morvale took special care in the preparation of his space, artist tool kit at the ready, carving tool kit at the ready. Morvale had access to all of his tools to begin work, he decided that he would try his hands on the wolfs teeth first or rather what was left after he he'd crushed the monsters skull with a rock. What he had today was a small pile of teeth, nothing all that fancy but it was worth a shot to see what he could do with them.
His hands picked up the pieces and put them down in the order he wished them to be in.
But what did he want to draw out from this macabre collection of bones, could he draw upon the beasts terrifying presence? The snarling maw the creature had possessed was a vivid memory still fresh in his mind.