RONIN
Ronin has been at the Dragon's Nest for a few days now; he's listened and learned, absorbing everything like a child at school, but it's not for the purpose of being the best he can, or some other contrived purpose. He wants to know about Stormbreak, and he wants to know about the Order. He remembers Dorian; he remembers the man offering his family sanctuary in Stormbreak. That mean there is a way to get to and from the city - and Ronin would like to know what it is.
Still, he's not a brute (not yet, give it time), and so he's tried to make an appointment with the man they call the Eye. A man, Ronin has learned, who sits in the highest seat of the Order. And once that appointment has been secured, he takes himself up to the Eye's office, having changed out of his training clothes into whatever has been made available to him by the dragoons. Sugar is coiled around his shoulders, her pale eyes bright as he reaches out to knock the door.
Still, he's not a brute (not yet, give it time), and so he's tried to make an appointment with the man they call the Eye. A man, Ronin has learned, who sits in the highest seat of the Order. And once that appointment has been secured, he takes himself up to the Eye's office, having changed out of his training clothes into whatever has been made available to him by the dragoons. Sugar is coiled around his shoulders, her pale eyes bright as he reaches out to knock the door.
one more wish for you
