Deimos
Unreproachable moral compass was probably a bit of a stretch – there were moments where Deimos had thrived on spite and pettiness, and would wholeheartedly do it again. At least, presently, those instances were not earmarked for Koa.
He’d heard someone approaching, but presumed it’d been a guild member finding their way through the study – and had ignored it for penning his response. Checking over the details of the journey again, he started writing once more, before the throat clearing echoed around the chamber, and his piercing gaze rounded over to the Dragoon. Pausing momentarily in his work, mind going through appointments for the day and not recalling any with the Stormbreaker, he then had to wonder why the younger man was seeking him out.
But instead of going through the meticulous array building through his mind, he simply said it. “Koa,” came with a nod of his head, though he didn’t rise from his seat – finishing the sentence on the parchment before leaning back in his chair, and waving a hand in the direction of various others. A direct invitation. “Something you need?”
He’d heard someone approaching, but presumed it’d been a guild member finding their way through the study – and had ignored it for penning his response. Checking over the details of the journey again, he started writing once more, before the throat clearing echoed around the chamber, and his piercing gaze rounded over to the Dragoon. Pausing momentarily in his work, mind going through appointments for the day and not recalling any with the Stormbreaker, he then had to wonder why the younger man was seeking him out.
But instead of going through the meticulous array building through his mind, he simply said it. “Koa,” came with a nod of his head, though he didn’t rise from his seat – finishing the sentence on the parchment before leaning back in his chair, and waving a hand in the direction of various others. A direct invitation. “Something you need?”
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
