B a s t i e n
I can fit two people under my skin
Yea I can fit two people under my skin
He laughed at the idea of having to ask for permission to paint the walls and roads - even in Venice, where such a thing would have been expected, Bastien would have much rather begged forgiveness. "The 'Lord' here is a good friend of mine, hardly strict...and I myself was in a leadership position with her until I chose to give it up. I think I could paint without concern. There has just been...too much else to be doing. Things far less fun than painting the town." Missions to do, things to kill and place...
As for a forge, he shook his head. "Ah, no. I wouldn't want to put the Blacksmith out of business. Here-" Successful in his search, he brought out some flat stone tablets. Hardly exciting, not very big...but something to start with. "-You can have these. I look forward to seeing what you'll make."
Pittore, delighted by being referred to as a 'Mr', clapped his hands and chirped a few melodic noises towards Darkeye, before rushing off to another corner to busy himself with whatever art supply the gremlin had gotten into today. Bastien smiled after his companion, fondly shaking his head. "My child has left home, so it is nice to have some youthful energy in the studio."
And I will prove it if you will listen
You crawl up in there and join me within
You crawl up in there and join me within
