i would have bled out if you told me you liked the color red
He wasn’t a friend of Loren’s, not by any stretch. But he was a crafter, and after listening to the squabbling of his parents over why such a thing might be necessary, they’d decided that so long as it was here it should at least be done right. And so, once again, they’d sent Glas out into the cold day — a few extra supplies brought with him to give it the touch of the Westfalls.
And he arrives, green gaze lifting from the path to spot Loren and Korbin standing there — anxiety eating away at him once again as he pulls the bit of furs closer around his neck and focuses on what needs to be done, silent and quiet, saddened somewhat that they’d put him here to help as though it were some mockery of what the young man had wanted to be for the majority of his life.
So he stands, silent, waiting for the instructions.
And he arrives, green gaze lifting from the path to spot Loren and Korbin standing there — anxiety eating away at him once again as he pulls the bit of furs closer around his neck and focuses on what needs to be done, silent and quiet, saddened somewhat that they’d put him here to help as though it were some mockery of what the young man had wanted to be for the majority of his life.
So he stands, silent, waiting for the instructions.
GLAS
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.
