Sah
The forest never sleeps and the wolf never dies
Sah shrugged "Gods, I hope so." At least Soleil was less inclined to bite then her brother. Having said that, his little sun burned just a brightly at times. The Abandoned almost pitied anyone who got between his daughter and those she loved. Almost.In truth, Sah hadn't even considered the consequences of a wet shirt. Not that he'd tell Tal that. Instead with a smirk he teased, "I didn't want to make you feel too self-conscious, Errand Boy. The courier was no longer scrawny, but Sah would forever hold his superior height above the other man's head.
"I can always warm the shirt up with magic anyway." Granted, Sah would have to just hold the shirt up to a flaming hand to dry it. Setting himself on fire would be faster but counterproductive and he wasn't looking to be arrested for public indecency.
"Besides finally learning how to swim, what have you been up to, Tal?"
