The white sheep of the family
Loren was continuing his drunken wandering through Torchline. Shirtless and barefoot, dressed only in a pair of shorts, he'd stumbled his way by a tunnel entrance. Astra, of course, was immediately intrigued by the possibilities and started to bound in.
So she'd been quite unhappy when he'd grabbed her, not wanting her to go rushing off and fall into a hole or something. Keeping a tight grip on her with one hand, and a tight grip on his flask with the other, he'd taken a long pull. Only then did he start walking forward himself. He kept one hand on her back on the off chance she tried to bolt.
Reaching a fork, he frowned. He peered down both tunnels, but made no move to head down either just yet. Instead, he compelled some gulls from outside to fly down them for him, trying to scout out the options.
Remi
So she'd been quite unhappy when he'd grabbed her, not wanting her to go rushing off and fall into a hole or something. Keeping a tight grip on her with one hand, and a tight grip on his flask with the other, he'd taken a long pull. Only then did he start walking forward himself. He kept one hand on her back on the off chance she tried to bolt.
Reaching a fork, he frowned. He peered down both tunnels, but made no move to head down either just yet. Instead, he compelled some gulls from outside to fly down them for him, trying to scout out the options.
Remi
Will blood tell
