[Mini Event] A LongNight with Friends

DEIMOS And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame The Reaper didn’t want to leave his home along the settlement – mostly because it was a sanctuary, a haven, a place he knew well, secluded enough to keep him comfortable and others at bay. LongNight physically forced him into crowded confines with others, usually something he was directly opposed to – but with the constant barrage of rumors and threats surrounding the ominous, bleak evenings, he didn’t have much of a choice. If he had more experience or information regarding the nuances and notions, weaponry or fortifications, he might’ve been fine if left to his own devices. He prided himself on violence, on barbarity, on his ability to simply smite and spite the world with his rage, wrath, and vigilance. Ignorance was a vicious traitor though, and so he was stuck at cross paths, biding his time until he could leave, hunt, be liberated from life underground. At the very least, the Rathskeller gave him the opportunity to drink the time away. The bar wasn’t empty, and while there were a few he recognized, the only obvious, familiar being was Rexanna. He lifted a hand, nodded his head, in greeting, then immediately made for the first of many drinks, proffering coin to the bartender and reaching for his beverage. master of nothing place of recoil and grace