Deimos
As Alys mulled over the choices given, Deimos had another idea, and began designing rapidly. The lantern followed suit on the page, icy, ornamental, broadened by icicle proportions and tapered to their infinite points, with modicums of animals whittled across its portions – ursur, luxere, frost foxes, and the like. Pausing, tilting his head, he ceased entirely, extending it towards the Abandoned to gaze upon and offer commentary. “This needs something else,” and perhaps her eyes and mind would be able to pinpoint the lacking conjectures.
The Warden didn’t see her flush though, and if she was embarrassed she had no need to be – the curiosity alone bent to sway over any particular judgement. That Ludo was the option selected, when he was a notable Safrin loyalist, was intriguing, but he pressed no further. “Depends on who you talk to.” But he wouldn’t send her Remi’s way – presuming that wouldn’t go well for various reasons. “It is known to be mischievous,” which warranted the lightest of smirks. “But I did not find any issue with it. Made my bone cuffs,” and he tapped lightly on the one contorted over the top of his left ear.
The Warden didn’t see her flush though, and if she was embarrassed she had no need to be – the curiosity alone bent to sway over any particular judgement. That Ludo was the option selected, when he was a notable Safrin loyalist, was intriguing, but he pressed no further. “Depends on who you talk to.” But he wouldn’t send her Remi’s way – presuming that wouldn’t go well for various reasons. “It is known to be mischievous,” which warranted the lightest of smirks. “But I did not find any issue with it. Made my bone cuffs,” and he tapped lightly on the one contorted over the top of his left ear.
we exhume our enemy's bones
we are battling, hungry beasts
we are battling, hungry beasts
