the dark star
For Ronin, he had never known the Devil's Advocates to be anything but located within Torchline. Given that he had helped to put the Slagveld together, and given that he lived basically next door to Sunjata anyway, he had snorted at the absurdity of needing a letter. But with that in mind, he still showed up.
Stepping in through the door, the Dark Star was dressed plainly, as was his way these days - especially since Remi had seemingly lost his magical ability to create new clothes. He gave a nod to Nate and to Sunjata as well, moving to perch on the edge of a table.
"This feels very solemn," he informed the guildmaster with a smirk. "Everything alright?"
Stepping in through the door, the Dark Star was dressed plainly, as was his way these days - especially since Remi had seemingly lost his magical ability to create new clothes. He gave a nod to Nate and to Sunjata as well, moving to perch on the edge of a table.
"This feels very solemn," he informed the guildmaster with a smirk. "Everything alright?"
a monster in my heart
a ghost inside my chest
a ghost inside my chest
RONIN
