the dark star
"I imagine there is some platitude somewhere about our friendship and experience together being the real treasure," Ronin remarked with a smirk, lingering by as Bastien found the box and the goblets. Honestly, it had been so long since he had been merely a Blueblooded noble and not a soldier in the Storm Guard, he wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between a real and fake bit of gold any more.
"I would certainly say so. And you never know - perhaps the goblets have some hidden magical property. Someone must have wanted to keep them very safe, to hide them behind a fake wall." He chuckled, beginning to turn and lead them out again. "You two can keep the spoils - I insist. But thank you, for a fun diversion on my way home."
"I would certainly say so. And you never know - perhaps the goblets have some hidden magical property. Someone must have wanted to keep them very safe, to hide them behind a fake wall." He chuckled, beginning to turn and lead them out again. "You two can keep the spoils - I insist. But thank you, for a fun diversion on my way home."
a monster in my heart
a ghost inside my chest
a ghost inside my chest
RONIN
