RONIN
the white knight
light is easy to love.
"I'm more of a dog person," Ronin says conversationally, wrinkling his nose in the direction of the departing cart, "but between you and me, I'd make an exception for that tornado of little teeth. Still... at least they all made it down here okay." Huffing out a long sigh, he turns away from the beach and back towards the docks, nodding relief and understanding to hear that the last of the ships has arrived. Spotting Kaisel sag against a nearby post, Ronin nods towards one of the low walls. "C'mon," he invites. "Let's sit for a few minutes."
Stepping to the wall and sinking down onto it to watch the streams of people continue to file out from the boats, the Knight's expression grows more solemn as his fellow dragoon gives a status report of the situation up at Stormbreak. "Homeless... but alive," he forces himself to say. "And hopefully only the former for a short period of time. What was your quest from Safrin, if you don't mind my asking?"
Stepping to the wall and sinking down onto it to watch the streams of people continue to file out from the boats, the Knight's expression grows more solemn as his fellow dragoon gives a status report of the situation up at Stormbreak. "Homeless... but alive," he forces himself to say. "And hopefully only the former for a short period of time. What was your quest from Safrin, if you don't mind my asking?"
show me your darkness.
