loren
Loren had gotten the note. However, when the summoner arrived at the Spire, the other two men who were there might be surprised to discover that the man they’d known wasn’t showing up. Instead, a honey badger made its way towards the dark tower.
Halting in front of them, the Launceleyn looked at Deimos before Loren turned his gaze to the white-haired man. Jigano. There was a fierce undercurrent of frustration in the summoner’s thoughts, though it wasn’t directed at the bard. What happened with Wessex? And give me one good reason why I shouldn’t seal the portal and leave Zariah and the man who calls himself my twin and the leader of the cold shithole that is Halo trapped on the other side? The honey badger stalked forward, not at all worried about the response from the other two.
Halting in front of them, the Launceleyn looked at Deimos before Loren turned his gaze to the white-haired man. Jigano. There was a fierce undercurrent of frustration in the summoner’s thoughts, though it wasn’t directed at the bard. What happened with Wessex? And give me one good reason why I shouldn’t seal the portal and leave Zariah and the man who calls himself my twin and the leader of the cold shithole that is Halo trapped on the other side? The honey badger stalked forward, not at all worried about the response from the other two.
Never judge a book by its cover.
