Elias
The merchant had left his stall in the hands of his son and thought about how nice it would be to be able to offload new cargo into a shop, one location, no shuffling it back and forth. How it would feel to fulfill his father's dream, of a permanently placed location. His father had never gotten to see it through, but Elias walked towards the governor's home with determination.
He knocked on the door, and he waited. After all, the man had all but pointed out his home, and rumors circulated. He was pretty sure this was the home he'd first met Remi at. Ah, how he'd almost blundered that day, talking to the man before he'd known who he was.
Alas, no harm had come of it. He had blueprints in his hand, ones he'd made, trying to put his father's vision into reality. And... he still needed to speak to Remi about Phoebe. He needed to learn more about her, and some tips might really help.
Seren
He knocked on the door, and he waited. After all, the man had all but pointed out his home, and rumors circulated. He was pretty sure this was the home he'd first met Remi at. Ah, how he'd almost blundered that day, talking to the man before he'd known who he was.
Alas, no harm had come of it. He had blueprints in his hand, ones he'd made, trying to put his father's vision into reality. And... he still needed to speak to Remi about Phoebe. He needed to learn more about her, and some tips might really help.
Seren
My feet feel so weary,
The miles feel so weary,
Without you by my side,
So I'll pick this purple flower,
For the day we reunite.
The miles feel so weary,
Without you by my side,
So I'll pick this purple flower,
For the day we reunite.
