finding salvation

"My husband will have you know that I am quite dramatic. So I think if anything keel-hauling quite suits me," Ronin says with a mischievous little smile, and if he'd been wearing a suit he might have straightened his tie. As it is, he lets himself sink into the pleasantries of walking through the Greatwood, and perhaps he's even humming under his breath to pass the time. Her hands are warm against his arm, and the sunlight filters through the trees to dapple across their skin. "Oh, you have met Melita?" he asks, a smile blooming back across his face. "Don't get me wrong - some parts of the Grounds are probably very nice. I liked the Glade and the Oasis. That's where I first met Sugar, my dragon. Though I left her back in Stormbreak." As for his death, he can only shrug his shoulders a bit. "You don't need to apologise, Maeve. It was a long time ago now. Anyway, if we go... this way, I think we'll come across the Mathair in no time. I bet you're looking forward to getting home." RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.