RONIN
Well, that told Ronin. The Star at least had the good grace to listen to Dorian, to look a little sheepish at the intimate nature of what he knew he was being told. True, he could have been lying to get Ronin’s attention and to hit him where he knew it would stick most deeply, but... he was still good at heart. He was scarred, marked, burned and broken in places. But there was still light in Ronin Taliesin. He nodded softly. ”I see,” he murmured, reaching up to scritch Sugar’s scales under her chin.
”What would you have of me, then? I will not leave Torchline, not if it means leaving my family behind. Or using those portals.” He didn’t think he particularly needed to state why. ”The Ascended might be a grey area, but... you are right about the Voice. If you let me know the details, I’ll do what I can from here.”
”What would you have of me, then? I will not leave Torchline, not if it means leaving my family behind. Or using those portals.” He didn’t think he particularly needed to state why. ”The Ascended might be a grey area, but... you are right about the Voice. If you let me know the details, I’ll do what I can from here.”
one more wish for you
