Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
"I will be proud to take on that burden before you to," Ronin assures his friend, a sandy hand fluttering to his chest that he might make his vow, before it's back to finishing his moat and the final touches to his castle. "I wonder if perhaps Seren would like to meet Kamaria as well." He breaches the subject softly, carefully almost, and the caution is visible in blue eyes when he looks up at Sunjata. "They are sisters, after all."
Sitting back and considering his creation complete, or as complete as it's ever likely to be, Ronin nods gently as the Flood explains about Aurelia. He certainly hasn't gone into it with his eyes closed, and Ronin can more than appreciate that. So it's with a lopsided smirk that he glances back at him. "Then I wish her all the best. Torchline's rowdy enough without some poor soul trying to get them to behave. The last Arbiter always looked so stressed, you know?"
Sitting back and considering his creation complete, or as complete as it's ever likely to be, Ronin nods gently as the Flood explains about Aurelia. He certainly hasn't gone into it with his eyes closed, and Ronin can more than appreciate that. So it's with a lopsided smirk that he glances back at him. "Then I wish her all the best. Torchline's rowdy enough without some poor soul trying to get them to behave. The last Arbiter always looked so stressed, you know?"
