LOREN
Given the earplugs, Loren obviously couldn’t hear the red-headed woman. So he just shook his head when he saw her mouth open. However, from the looks Astra was giving the lady—and from his experience with Ronin at the Spire—he assumed it was more of the same raging blight speak he’d heard from the king and from the woman earlier. There wasn’t any reason to listen to their ranting, he knew that now. They couldn’t be reasoned with, and didn’t seem to listen to anything but force.Still, he was reluctant to hurt those who were not in their right minds, which is why the spell he is currently preparing was non-lethal. However, as her hand creeps towards her bow, he jerked to one side, firmly putting the trunk between them while still backing up. If she wanted to get to him, she’d have to reposition. Keeping one eye on the tree she’d climbed and one eye on Astra, who’d hopefully hear any movement on his behalf, the summoner continued to back up, all the while letting his magic build.
A beggar's book
outworths
a noble's blood
