"Yeah, about like that," Ronin agreed, watching the other man as he dried off and rolled up his sleeves. He arched an eyebrow briefly at the sight of the tattoo; the fine golden constellations on his own wrists itched in reflex. But before he could ask about it, or attempt any other private conversation, a little person wrapped herself about his leg and drew his attention down. Smiling a little, he reached down to tousle her curls, before returning his exhausted gaze to Sunjata. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you. |
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the White Knight
Age: 34 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 59 - Dext: 72 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 SUGAR - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
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