everything has its wonders
Ronin was late. Fashionably late, he told himself, but in reality circumstances had thrown themselves together in such a way that he couldn't be anything else. He arrived at a slow jog, Sugar coiled about his neck with her icy eyes fixed upon the gathered party.
A bow and a quiver of arrows was slung across his back, but unfortunately the armour he'd been wearing at the time of his fight with the Spire Demon was long gone, so he was left in his usual attire.
"Thanks for waiting," he said, accepting the scarf (Sugar grumbled her irritation as she was caught up in it as he wrapped it about his face). "Are we all here?"
A bow and a quiver of arrows was slung across his back, but unfortunately the armour he'd been wearing at the time of his fight with the Spire Demon was long gone, so he was left in his usual attire.
"Thanks for waiting," he said, accepting the scarf (Sugar grumbled her irritation as she was caught up in it as he wrapped it about his face). "Are we all here?"
even darkness and silence
