OLIVER
For an ascended, going outside at odd hours was the norm, but for abandoned or attuned? It probably wasn't all that normal, yet here he was, going out for a late night stroll in the middle of the night. It was a brilliant choice, really, only the best interactions happened at night. It was mostly due to how restless Oliver has felt of recent. The manor has become quiet and barren, only a couple of people remain within its walls and he feels bad that he has to bother them or annoy them for company. It's in those last hours of the night where he hears nothing that he has to go outside, afraid of being driven mad by the utter silence that the manor has now.
Venturing outside, Oliver didn't have much on him. He had two blades on him, one secured in each boot, and a small bag of different colored stones attached to his hip with the hopes of possibly bartering with late night vendors. Who knows, maybe they'll take an interest in what he has to offer or he could provide a service. For now, though, he remained away from the vendors and simply explored the area, relishing in the sounds of the night and the feeling of a breeze lightly brushing up against him. It was freeing and he loved it.
Samuel
Venturing outside, Oliver didn't have much on him. He had two blades on him, one secured in each boot, and a small bag of different colored stones attached to his hip with the hopes of possibly bartering with late night vendors. Who knows, maybe they'll take an interest in what he has to offer or he could provide a service. For now, though, he remained away from the vendors and simply explored the area, relishing in the sounds of the night and the feeling of a breeze lightly brushing up against him. It was freeing and he loved it.
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
