cover you when the sky comes crashing in
Eventually, there was the expected knock at the door. Deimos dropped the carving knife for a moment, while Belial beelined for the aperture, barely moving aside so that the Sword could permit Darkeye to enter. Giving the panther a distinctive but curious look, the now-Warden shrugged his shoulders. “Come on in, Darkeye,” before closing the door behind them, and instilling a warning to the peryton.
Returning to the kitchen, figuring the priest could find a place to sit amongst the chairs or near the counter, he resumed his business in meal preparation, sliding another volley of vegetables into their place in the bowl nearby. Only then did his distinctive rumble begin again, unresolved on where to start. “Perhaps you should start at the beginning,” and how he’d manage to embroil himself into the current mess.
Returning to the kitchen, figuring the priest could find a place to sit amongst the chairs or near the counter, he resumed his business in meal preparation, sliding another volley of vegetables into their place in the bowl nearby. Only then did his distinctive rumble begin again, unresolved on where to start. “Perhaps you should start at the beginning,” and how he’d manage to embroil himself into the current mess.
DEIMOS
