KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
Unaware that he was being weighed, measured and found lacking, Korbin shrugged lightly at the suggestion. He would have to look around, for sure, but first impression suggested that anything that came from Torchline likely would be polluted by the Arbiter already.
"I'll keep it in mind," he said blandly. The drinks he'd had at the Hanged Man were good but the climate too hot for him to be comfortable... and the company had definitely not been pleasant.
"No problem." This whole encounter was strange to him, but Korbin didn't have his sister's way with small talk. He saw no reason to keep Wessex there. So he let her go, yawning to himself, and when the woman had left he went back into the kitchen, to keep staring at the door.
Turns out he couldn't compel locks to open with his mind... so it remained shut. For now.
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- Fin
"I'll keep it in mind," he said blandly. The drinks he'd had at the Hanged Man were good but the climate too hot for him to be comfortable... and the company had definitely not been pleasant.
"No problem." This whole encounter was strange to him, but Korbin didn't have his sister's way with small talk. He saw no reason to keep Wessex there. So he let her go, yawning to himself, and when the woman had left he went back into the kitchen, to keep staring at the door.
Turns out he couldn't compel locks to open with his mind... so it remained shut. For now.
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- Fin
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
