Unhappy Customer [Open]

Ronin smiled behind his mug, unable to stop the expression from flickering across his face when everything he said was met with such... suspicion. Or disapproval, or both. One would have thought he had come from a different planet. (Though maybe that was true; best not to think about it). "Actually, I do," he said of Caido. "Much less oppressive." Taking another sip of his drink, he shrugged his shoulders. "Where I came from society was very... classist. There were nobles and commoners, and mages who were considered above both - unless they possessed a certain type of magic. Racism, classism... moving through social circles was a dance I didn't much care for. Sexuality, too... it was taboo even to think you might be attracted to someone of the same sex." The guildmaster wrinkled his nose. "Even remembering it, after being here, brings a bad taste to my mouth." TALIESIN SO LOOK, AND CONNECT WE'RE REFUSING TO RUST HEALING HAS TO BEGIN IN THE PAST