BASTIEN
Remi's voice, the reflection of his own accent (something that still made him nostalgic, even though Remi did not share his home) made Bastien lift his head and look up, smiling at the judgement of his craft. "Well, Remi. I would like to see you do better. And without your magic hands. That would be cheating, hm?"
Bastien shifted to the side and patted the space next to him, quite liking the idea of some company on this evening. He had not seen Rexanna for a little while and was beginning to feel quite lonely in his guild, many of his members busy doing other things with their time.
He pushed the mess of a basket into Remi's hands, waiting for him to improve it.
Bastien shifted to the side and patted the space next to him, quite liking the idea of some company on this evening. He had not seen Rexanna for a little while and was beginning to feel quite lonely in his guild, many of his members busy doing other things with their time.
He pushed the mess of a basket into Remi's hands, waiting for him to improve it.
You standing beside me
I'm going to push back, push back, push back
With every word and every breath
I'm going to push back, push back, push back
With every word and every breath
