Everest
Everest was whatever the opposite of a hero was. He didn't rush headlong into danger, didn't willingly put himself into compromising situations and preferred to be a footnote in a story rather than any of the A or B list characters. Unsurprisingly as his counterparts voiced their concerns, Everest found himself banking sharply away from the would-be smuggler to give them time to consider the situation more carefully.
We could...make a note that this area is potentially being used as a smuggling port of call and return back with some of the dragoons? Well, he didn't want to return back, but certainly someone should.
Making another pass back vaguely toward the smuggler, the eagle fixes its gaze upon the carpet and its rider. It doesn't look like they're doing anything immediately dangerous.. He adds, the lingering question in his voice of should we stay or go? something he'd leave up to Sohalia and Lena.
We could...make a note that this area is potentially being used as a smuggling port of call and return back with some of the dragoons? Well, he didn't want to return back, but certainly someone should.
Making another pass back vaguely toward the smuggler, the eagle fixes its gaze upon the carpet and its rider. It doesn't look like they're doing anything immediately dangerous.. He adds, the lingering question in his voice of should we stay or go? something he'd leave up to Sohalia and Lena.
If I told you that you'd do nothing with it
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish
