Neron
"I would never dream of killing you," Neron all but purrs as he follows in Morgan's wake. For his part, he does agree - sparring absolutely does sound like a wonderful couple's activity to spend an afternoon - but he doesn't even give the weapons rack a second glance. He's almost completely healed after the nasty little incident at Longnight, and though he doesn't anticipate any further wayward monsters, he's almost definitely still looking out for them.
"So are you expecting me to fight you with a sword today?" he wonders with a small smile that flashes a small hint of fangs at the Warden. "Or will we be sparring the usual way?" Usual being that Neron will flounce around with his magic, naturally, and occasionally be a bit of a dick while turning invisible.
"So are you expecting me to fight you with a sword today?" he wonders with a small smile that flashes a small hint of fangs at the Warden. "Or will we be sparring the usual way?" Usual being that Neron will flounce around with his magic, naturally, and occasionally be a bit of a dick while turning invisible.
i am mine
before i am ever anyone else’s
before i am ever anyone else’s
