RONIN
THE DARK STAR
"I've only been to Molly's, and I never went to any in Torchline. All I can really say is that Molly's is pretty fancy." As far as brothels go, anyway. Ronin isn't aware if there's a baseline or anything. Following Locke's gaze towards the recruits, the Star can only grin, because honestly? He doesn't know. "Perhaps you should ask them, or ask if they'd like to. Sure way to make friends, right?" He nudges the other man with his elbow.
As for the Abandoned and the Voice? Ronin raises his eyebrows, itching at the stubble on his chin. "I'm not nearly pious enough to be able to give you the Stormbreak answer to that question. There's a temple here, though. Maybe a priest can enlighten you." Granted, for someone not pious, hand picked by the gods isn't too far wrong, and Ronin groans playfully.
"Well, I suppose someone's got to be. And are you suggesting food in exchange for a story? Because I am in. Didn't realise you were a cook." He's grinning now, properly. "There are some kitchens in the barracks, if you want me to unleash you on them."
As for the Abandoned and the Voice? Ronin raises his eyebrows, itching at the stubble on his chin. "I'm not nearly pious enough to be able to give you the Stormbreak answer to that question. There's a temple here, though. Maybe a priest can enlighten you." Granted, for someone not pious, hand picked by the gods isn't too far wrong, and Ronin groans playfully.
"Well, I suppose someone's got to be. And are you suggesting food in exchange for a story? Because I am in. Didn't realise you were a cook." He's grinning now, properly. "There are some kitchens in the barracks, if you want me to unleash you on them."
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
