don't you know we're outlaws
givin' the finger to death itself
Here he is, back in Torchline, back in the Hanged Man. An’ Raza’s seen the notice he put up, askin’ specifically for Accepted folks t’be “Dragoons” or somethin’ like that. In Stormbreak. Which is a place she heard the Order folks talkin’ about, an’ that was an odd conversation. Odd enough t’make her ensure she has her earrings on when the demigod shows up.
Since he’s a payin’ customer, Raza delivers a drink, but instead’a returnin’ to the bar, she plops down next t’him an’ crosses her arms across her chest.
Is she interested in bein’ a Dragoon? No. Her bar is her home. Does she want t’ know more? Yes.
“So what’re the bars like in Stormbreak?” she asks casually, heavily implying that he’s missing out on everythin' the Hanged Man has to offer while living there.
Since he’s a payin’ customer, Raza delivers a drink, but instead’a returnin’ to the bar, she plops down next t’him an’ crosses her arms across her chest.
Is she interested in bein’ a Dragoon? No. Her bar is her home. Does she want t’ know more? Yes.
“So what’re the bars like in Stormbreak?” she asks casually, heavily implying that he’s missing out on everythin' the Hanged Man has to offer while living there.
we got no one to hide from
no one to toast our health
RAZA
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