Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
A crowd was gathering around the Miana Pool, and for all the people in Torchline, Ronin recognised near most of them. Still, he couldn't help but approach now, the rumour of L'ma and the stories behind it enough to pique his interest. For all of the changes in the past few weeks, however - both before, during and after being dropped on the beach - he didn't feel quite sociable enough to approach anyone.
So Ronin lingered on the outskirts, watching the waters thrash, trying not to think about how that mourning cry cut straight to his core. Regrettably, Sugar was the one who outed him - draped about his shoulders, the young dragon replied with a crooning trill of her own, like she wanted to address L'ma, to coax it out.
So Ronin lingered on the outskirts, watching the waters thrash, trying not to think about how that mourning cry cut straight to his core. Regrettably, Sugar was the one who outed him - draped about his shoulders, the young dragon replied with a crooning trill of her own, like she wanted to address L'ma, to coax it out.
