No girls allowed?

Ronin arched an eyebrow as Edrei appeared - he'd not gotten much of a chance to speak or train with the Launceleyn in Northaven, but in the lead up to their arrival here in Caido, and since they'd gotten here, he had to admit he'd taken a shine to the teenager. She was vibrant and sharp (in both words and mind, despite how she might come across) and he knew that, had they still been in the Guard, he'd have made her into a helluva soldier one day. Turned out she wanted to be one helluva bounty hunter instead. He flashed her a grin - not at the mention of the invite, that would come later - no, at her interest in his sketch. "How very astute," he murmured, leaning against the table beside her as they examined the paper together. "I don't keep the ones of Vanya down here." His smile turned very crooked indeed, though he soon focused back on the goddess he'd depicted. "Wow is about right," he agreed. "That is Safrin. She's... I met her in the Glade one night when I couldn't sleep. She called herself a god, and I'll be honest - I believe her. I suppose my mind must have wandered while I was mapping out the area..." Ruffling a hand through his hair as she berated him for not running to get her involved instantly, Ronin reached out to snag his charcoal and a blank piece of parchment. Upon it, he wrote Edrei's full name in a flourish, followed by his own signature, with a small doodle of her stabbing some monstrous beast. "There. You are formally invited." RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.