IANTO
Ianto, merchant of strange things, walker of the Wildwood, saw nothing wrong with a snake scarf at all. In fact, he thoroughly enjoyed his new accessory, and he finished his pipe and set it aside whilst the snake made himself comfortable nosing at the scruff on his jawline. Oh right, sure wasn't exactly the reaction he'd expected from the other man as they spoke about Arduinna, though he definitely appreciated his bravado.
"Some git huh? And you reckon that's what I'm worth - just some random from the Hollowed Grounds?" He arched a coppery brow, sounding thoroughly unimpressed; the swampy bits didn't sound great either. "Perhaps I can carry you through the swamps instead," he suggested with a smirk.
"Some git huh? And you reckon that's what I'm worth - just some random from the Hollowed Grounds?" He arched a coppery brow, sounding thoroughly unimpressed; the swampy bits didn't sound great either. "Perhaps I can carry you through the swamps instead," he suggested with a smirk.
where are your gods now
