Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
Lifting a glass in a cheers for his husband, Ronin takes another sip of wine and settles down to be the oooo to Remi's xxxx. Stealing the pencil back, he adds an O above Remi's centre square, before offering it out to the other man once more. Which is the perfect time to speak about this mysterious notice that has appeared on the board in Stormbreak. Ronin's eyes light up, which is an obvious affirmative, and he can't help but chuckle to himself.
"The one about the big skeletal cunt that won't let the wagon do its thing?" he asks. "Why yes, I did happen to see it. I was going to suggest that we went and took a look at it together, before I remembered that we have Mateo now, and we ought to be responsible." There is a small hint of sadness in his eyes at that admission, though; not for Mateo, just for the missed opportunity. "Seeing it reminded me of my old monster hunting days."
"The one about the big skeletal cunt that won't let the wagon do its thing?" he asks. "Why yes, I did happen to see it. I was going to suggest that we went and took a look at it together, before I remembered that we have Mateo now, and we ought to be responsible." There is a small hint of sadness in his eyes at that admission, though; not for Mateo, just for the missed opportunity. "Seeing it reminded me of my old monster hunting days."
