Neron
"I know," Neron says of his wonderful job - and he's modest, too, don't you know? He is busy putting the cork back into the bottle of whiskey when the spider appears, and he scoffs before tipping out a small amount of the liquor for the beast to indulge in on the counter. "You could use someone to keep the place clean," he remarks as one final jibe to the Flood - good natured, of course - before he leaves discussions of business behind. It's as he's clearing away the papers that Sunjata brings up payment of sorts, and Neron can't help but grin over his shoulder.
"A dragon?" he suggests, putting the offer on the table. "I saw the shift when we were in the Climb helping to make the portal. And considering what we're going to be doing at LongNight..." He shrugs. Helpful doesn't begin to cover it.
"A dragon?" he suggests, putting the offer on the table. "I saw the shift when we were in the Climb helping to make the portal. And considering what we're going to be doing at LongNight..." He shrugs. Helpful doesn't begin to cover it.
i am mine
before i am ever anyone else’s
before i am ever anyone else’s
