The white sheep of the family
As Sunjata protested he was committed to something or whatever, yet failed to name what said thing was, Loren snorted. "Oh yeah? And what is that?" He was speaking a bit too loudly, and more than a bit challengingly.
When the bartender explained that he was seeking out the heart of a rare creature, the healer just stared at the other man. The Launceleyn blinked once. Twice. "What the actual fuck are you talking about? What does that have to do with anything?" Equal parts confused and derisive, he turned to face the bar. "Cool. You're going on a hunt. Super healthy, super manly. Hope you feel proud of yourself."
When the bartender explained that he was seeking out the heart of a rare creature, the healer just stared at the other man. The Launceleyn blinked once. Twice. "What the actual fuck are you talking about? What does that have to do with anything?" Equal parts confused and derisive, he turned to face the bar. "Cool. You're going on a hunt. Super healthy, super manly. Hope you feel proud of yourself."
Will blood tell
