RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
It's early, and although Ronin is far beyond the need to sleep these days, he still misses it when dawn creeps up on him after a late night. And so it's with tired eyes but a bright smile that he greets Darkeye, beckoning him into the little office and murmuring a thanks to the guard. "Morning," he greets the warpriest, holding out a hand for the other man to shake.
"I was just making some coffee - would you like some?" he asks. "Apologies for the long walk to get here, by the way - this office is temporary, I hope." It is too small and too pokey for his liking. Ronin would at least want to look out a window.
"I was just making some coffee - would you like some?" he asks. "Apologies for the long walk to get here, by the way - this office is temporary, I hope." It is too small and too pokey for his liking. Ronin would at least want to look out a window.
show me your darkness.
