If I asked would you come and fight with me?
"AAAAAAAY, DEE DAWG!" Kaisel shouts out, jumping up with a frantic wave in an effort to be seen above a small crowd. He's just spied the Maverick, exactly who he's come here to see, but it's only through the brief gap between a throng of hungry people. They're swarming the newest stand in town evidently, which is peddling chicken nuggets wrapped within mozzarella sticks. The cheese pull is insane, according to Penny who's in line and chatting with Laura about the whole thing.
Muttering some excuse mes and pardon mes and let me just squeeze right past yas, Kaisel wriggles free of the crowd. His flip flops slap loudly over the square as he chases after Danta, a large object in his pants swaying noticeably with the hurried stride, despite staying tucked within his navy basketball shorts. He waves again, arm already boasting a nice tan, although the shoulders that peek out from his burnt orange tank top are spouting a red hue that speaks to his failure to use sunscreen today. The shirt bears a faded image of Remi's face, three in fact, each facing different directions, a moon in one corner. His backpack, as always, is snug on his back.
"Hey, Danta! Can I steal you for a minute?" he wonders as he draws closer, sweat already beading on his brow as the midday streaks on overhead in full force.
Quest: complete a thread injuring someone with his chakram, ensuring the weapon is stained with their blood.
Muttering some excuse mes and pardon mes and let me just squeeze right past yas, Kaisel wriggles free of the crowd. His flip flops slap loudly over the square as he chases after Danta, a large object in his pants swaying noticeably with the hurried stride, despite staying tucked within his navy basketball shorts. He waves again, arm already boasting a nice tan, although the shoulders that peek out from his burnt orange tank top are spouting a red hue that speaks to his failure to use sunscreen today. The shirt bears a faded image of Remi's face, three in fact, each facing different directions, a moon in one corner. His backpack, as always, is snug on his back.
"Hey, Danta! Can I steal you for a minute?" he wonders as he draws closer, sweat already beading on his brow as the midday streaks on overhead in full force.
Quest: complete a thread injuring someone with his chakram, ensuring the weapon is stained with their blood.
Kaisel
It's not just our moment, it's our destiny
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
