BASTIEN
Bastien loved a good tale around the campfire, and Ianto had proven himself a wonderful showman already. Upon hearing of the event he made sure he could come - his and Rexanna's exploration had been... shallow at best, and it was not hard to venture back for a night. It seemed the woods were truly impenetrable.Besides, perhaps he could learn something useful.
He sat by Remi, drinking from a bottle of sweet wine and occasionally leaning it towards the Alchemist in an offer in case he wanted any. Other than this small action he paid rapt attention to Ianto's tale.
I am still waiting for the visions
Possession has yet to take hold of me
We all want to burn on a pyre
So tell me what kind of witch are you
Possession has yet to take hold of me
We all want to burn on a pyre
So tell me what kind of witch are you