loren
Considering Loren was a member of both the Medical College and the Loreseekers, not showing up would be pretty silly. Besides, he had nothing against either Phoebe or Jigano. In fact, he thought of them both as friends, even if he was a bit shit at friendship. So on the day in question, he'd made the long trip out from the Citadel, through the Portal, and to the Outskirts, Astra in tow.
The healer was dressed in black pants and a black shirt. The pants were tucked into his boots, and he had a knife at his hip and an empty bag on his back. Nodding at Jigano, the Launceleyn reached up to give Isuma a friendly scratch as Astra trotted up to the bard. "Hey. Thanks for the invite." Loren might look a little bit better than the last time the white-haired man had seen the healer, not least because he was actually sober.
The healer was dressed in black pants and a black shirt. The pants were tucked into his boots, and he had a knife at his hip and an empty bag on his back. Nodding at Jigano, the Launceleyn reached up to give Isuma a friendly scratch as Astra trotted up to the bard. "Hey. Thanks for the invite." Loren might look a little bit better than the last time the white-haired man had seen the healer, not least because he was actually sober.
Never judge a book by its cover.
