RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Sah is correct in his assumption, and Ronin turns to scoop Seren up and into his arms without a word. His torch has long gone out, but he has no need of it now that magic isn't out of bounds - a mere thought of his family has him lighting up from within, a starlit dazzle suffusing the cave. "Are you alright?" he asks his daughter softly, smoothing her hair back out of her face and kissing her forehead.
"I have no issue camping here. We will have to clear some of the icicles - I'll do that while you take care of the Ursur," he suggests, parting from his daughter with another kiss to her dark locks before he's straightening up. "We can try this again in the Greatwood, perhaps?" he suggests. "It's a much better place for spending a night without magic, even though it won't go easy on you."
"I have no issue camping here. We will have to clear some of the icicles - I'll do that while you take care of the Ursur," he suggests, parting from his daughter with another kiss to her dark locks before he's straightening up. "We can try this again in the Greatwood, perhaps?" he suggests. "It's a much better place for spending a night without magic, even though it won't go easy on you."
show me your darkness.
