LOREN
Loren cocked his head to look at Oliver. Something smooth? Like what? As the fox continued to speak, the summoner sent a pulse of agreement and acknowledgement towards the other man. Don't know why you feel the need to keep that a secret, but I'll keep it between us. What type of hair dye? And what types of ships were there in the port? Did your city specialize in any particular trade or good? Again, there was a great deal of curiosity in the Launceleyn's mind.
As the race got on in earnest, Oliver's footsteps fell off. Loren risked a glance over his shoulder and spotted the fox off to one side.
So the summoner turned, and started dashing right for the other man.
As the race got on in earnest, Oliver's footsteps fell off. Loren risked a glance over his shoulder and spotted the fox off to one side.
So the summoner turned, and started dashing right for the other man.
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