RONIN
the white knight
"Mm, there's no shortage of care," Ronin assures Zavien with quiet confidence, glancing around at the bustling square and those who are starting to arrive with dishes of their own. "I can only imagine that everyone else is receiving a similarly warm welcome." Stormbreak's citizens may have scattered across the regions, but they're no less part of Caido for it.
Sweeping his dark hair back out of his face and nodding, Ronin's attention is already back on the grill despite the heat of the season, the dancing flames and charring meat flooding his senses and making his mouth water. "A clever idea," he agrees, grinning between Zavien and Sol and tucking his hands in his pockets. "Me? Ah, I came down from Meadowreach for a few supplies. Remi and I are staying up there for a while."
He nods to the fire curling about the meat. "I can give you a hand if you want?"
Sweeping his dark hair back out of his face and nodding, Ronin's attention is already back on the grill despite the heat of the season, the dancing flames and charring meat flooding his senses and making his mouth water. "A clever idea," he agrees, grinning between Zavien and Sol and tucking his hands in his pockets. "Me? Ah, I came down from Meadowreach for a few supplies. Remi and I are staying up there for a while."
He nods to the fire curling about the meat. "I can give you a hand if you want?"
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
