Are
The fae slipping from provocation to seemingly genuine interest soothed the worst of Are's temper. At least it kept him from doing something brash, beyond staring daggers and chewing his cheek.
A better man would've taken the opportunity to steer the conversation towards something more productive than ripping open wounds barely healed. "Hardly an adventure when you have no say in it or memory beyond solid darkness." he said through gritted teeth slowly unclenching.
"Well, I remember the passing. An oar knocked me into the lake and I sank. Moments or years later I woke up here, still soaked to the bone." he continued, sighing as he before his inner eye saw the surface disappear again. Taking with it all he knew and lived for.
"What about you, álfr? You came from somewhere else too?"
A better man would've taken the opportunity to steer the conversation towards something more productive than ripping open wounds barely healed. "Hardly an adventure when you have no say in it or memory beyond solid darkness." he said through gritted teeth slowly unclenching.
"Well, I remember the passing. An oar knocked me into the lake and I sank. Moments or years later I woke up here, still soaked to the bone." he continued, sighing as he before his inner eye saw the surface disappear again. Taking with it all he knew and lived for.
"What about you, álfr? You came from somewhere else too?"
