Blackeye
Not the strongest win the battle —
"I would love to meet them all." Darkeye looked around and tried to form the sentence. "You can only make yourself a home. It's always easier to start somewhere new. But you will do the same mistakes. If you stay and face the problems, you grow. And then you can finally make your true home." He looked at Bastien. "Those who left will not survive long, I think. Then is it on you to fill these streets with life. It's on you to make them special."
Darkeye looked at the doorway, it was amazing to see good work. He started to get closer and looked at it. Touched it to feel how it was made. He was focused on the mural. "Then ask the Lord of these lands if it is okay to paint the empty houses. That will give this land more life."
With an appraising expression, Darkeye looked at the tools. Some of them were usable but he would make a few tools for himself. "I can show you how to use a forge if you want." Darkeye looked at the eyes that watched him from the shadows.
He looked at the thing before him, mustering it from head to toe, and got on one of his knees so that he was near the creature "Hello Mr. Pittore, it's nice to make your acquaintance." Darkeye tried to sound friendly. He meant what he said.
Darkeye looked at the doorway, it was amazing to see good work. He started to get closer and looked at it. Touched it to feel how it was made. He was focused on the mural. "Then ask the Lord of these lands if it is okay to paint the empty houses. That will give this land more life."
With an appraising expression, Darkeye looked at the tools. Some of them were usable but he would make a few tools for himself. "I can show you how to use a forge if you want." Darkeye looked at the eyes that watched him from the shadows.
He looked at the thing before him, mustering it from head to toe, and got on one of his knees so that he was near the creature "Hello Mr. Pittore, it's nice to make your acquaintance." Darkeye tried to sound friendly. He meant what he said.
— the smartest do
