there is always hope
Ronin grinned. "A plan? Such a thing would be near enough to treason, wouldn't it?" Laughing, even so the guildmaster didn't deny it. Continuing to whisper - as though the walls around them might have Zariah's spies listening in on them - Ronin would describe the 'plan' they had made, more or less, and what they wished to do from there.
"So if you come to the place I mentioned," he said softly, "we can talk a little more... ah, freely about what we might do about the state of the Hollowed Grounds. What do you say, Bastien?" This had, after all, been the real reason for his coming to visit his Ascended friend. Though the chimera claws had been a nice touch, he did admit.
"So if you come to the place I mentioned," he said softly, "we can talk a little more... ah, freely about what we might do about the state of the Hollowed Grounds. What do you say, Bastien?" This had, after all, been the real reason for his coming to visit his Ascended friend. Though the chimera claws had been a nice touch, he did admit.
