He's not a survivalist in the slightest. This is going to go terribly.
Strange walks over a few feet closer to where the nugs are, staying as quiet as he can. He places his hand on the ground and mutters a few words. One of the roots of a nearby tree grows, piercing the top of the soil, and loops itself around into a crude snare. Of course, this is interesting, the nugs are going to go explore and see what's going on. One of them steps in the snare...and nothing happens.
By the time Strange has realized this and is trying to get the half-assed snare to magically close, the nug's hopped off and is rolling in the grass being adorable and creepy or something like that. Strange swears. This is going to be harder than expected.
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Strange walks over a few feet closer to where the nugs are, staying as quiet as he can. He places his hand on the ground and mutters a few words. One of the roots of a nearby tree grows, piercing the top of the soil, and loops itself around into a crude snare. Of course, this is interesting, the nugs are going to go explore and see what's going on. One of them steps in the snare...and nothing happens.
By the time Strange has realized this and is trying to get the half-assed snare to magically close, the nug's hopped off and is rolling in the grass being adorable and creepy or something like that. Strange swears. This is going to be harder than expected.