RONIN
the white knight
light is easy to love.
It isn't long before Ronin is too far away from Noah to be able to pinpoint him through the Attuned bond, but that's probably no bad thing either. Like the other man, he hones his focus on his surroundings and on anything that might be approaching or watching or lying in wait, especially as he reaches the cliffs where all manner of dragon are known to reside.
Recalling, though it was seasons and seasons ago now, finding Spice up here with Remi, the Knight angles himself automatically to the crevices and fissures in the cliff where he knows the mythical lizards like to nest. It takes some time, too - and a bit of coming and going, because a full nest is going to provoke a fight where an empty one might be given more lenience - but eventually he finds what he's looking for.
As such, it isn't a full dragon who returns to Noah, but rather a man with partially shifted dragon's wings, Ronin cradling a few eggshells in his arms. They're truly enormous compared to what a bird might have produced, and perfect for a shrine, he thinks. "Will these work?" He grins.
Recalling, though it was seasons and seasons ago now, finding Spice up here with Remi, the Knight angles himself automatically to the crevices and fissures in the cliff where he knows the mythical lizards like to nest. It takes some time, too - and a bit of coming and going, because a full nest is going to provoke a fight where an empty one might be given more lenience - but eventually he finds what he's looking for.
As such, it isn't a full dragon who returns to Noah, but rather a man with partially shifted dragon's wings, Ronin cradling a few eggshells in his arms. They're truly enormous compared to what a bird might have produced, and perfect for a shrine, he thinks. "Will these work?" He grins.
show me your darkness.
