// disarm you with a smile //
Luckily for Deimos, Glas also ignores the stack of paperwork – figuring that the Warden knew best. And if he wanted to avoid the responsibilities of paperwork for something else that would also benefit his region and the convenient ability to get out and about without being strapped to the desk, who is the crafter to deny it? Was it not that different from when Glas would make the world slow while he threw himself into his work.
“Great.” He says with a bright smile, one that’s far brighter than he’d often granted before. It’s still lopsided, but the effort and appreciation glitters in his gaze as he rolls up the plans and sticks them back in the scroll bag, straightening up as Deimos asks him to lead the way. With a nod, he steps out and guides Deimos down the path toward the space in question – stepping into the shop he intends to give a voluntary new sign – for free of course.
The owner is older, pleased to see the crafter but even more pleased to see Deimos, shooting them both a bright smile and asking what he can do for them. And with some patience and careful wording, Glas is explaining the idea to him, reassuring the man that it would be for free and he wouldn’t have to worry about paying them back, but when the merchant still doesn’t quite believe it, Glas looks toward Deimos for a bit of help proving the point.
“Great.” He says with a bright smile, one that’s far brighter than he’d often granted before. It’s still lopsided, but the effort and appreciation glitters in his gaze as he rolls up the plans and sticks them back in the scroll bag, straightening up as Deimos asks him to lead the way. With a nod, he steps out and guides Deimos down the path toward the space in question – stepping into the shop he intends to give a voluntary new sign – for free of course.
The owner is older, pleased to see the crafter but even more pleased to see Deimos, shooting them both a bright smile and asking what he can do for them. And with some patience and careful wording, Glas is explaining the idea to him, reassuring the man that it would be for free and he wouldn’t have to worry about paying them back, but when the merchant still doesn’t quite believe it, Glas looks toward Deimos for a bit of help proving the point.
Glas
// and leave you like they left me here //
Feel free to use magic/force on Glas, without killing him <3
Glas has a scar on the left half of his face from the corner of his lip up the side of his face toward his ear.
