loren
This was getting to be almost comical: Loren knew there were many organizations in the Hollowed Grounds, and many of them had a lot of preparation for Fiat Lux to do. However, the frenzy of activity far outpaced that for LongNight, which seemed to have far more dire consequences. Still, he was throwing himself in the thick of it, trying to fully integrate himself into the community.
He wasn't the only one with that idea. Laughing when he saw Jigano, the Launceleyn approached the bard. "I'm not stalking you, I promise. Hi Isuma." The summoner reached up to give the griffin a little scratch. Turning to Bastien, the Launceleyn gave the Ascended a faint smile. "I heard the same. Let me know how I can help." Peering around the head of the Artist's Sanctuary, Loren gave the weird looking critter with the clay inside a cheerful little wave.
He wasn't the only one with that idea. Laughing when he saw Jigano, the Launceleyn approached the bard. "I'm not stalking you, I promise. Hi Isuma." The summoner reached up to give the griffin a little scratch. Turning to Bastien, the Launceleyn gave the Ascended a faint smile. "I heard the same. Let me know how I can help." Peering around the head of the Artist's Sanctuary, Loren gave the weird looking critter with the clay inside a cheerful little wave.
Never judge a book by its cover.
