Darkeye
Nine strikes
"Then I will hunt alone as usual." Darkeye tried a grin that seemed rather forced. "You grow from your challenges." The smile disappeared. The look became slightly melancholic "I need to know how human they still are. If they lost all empathy, I don't know if I can still rescue them. But I can sleep better knowing that I have at least tried. I owe it to Bastien, I think. He and I were not friends, but he was someone I would have liked to call my friend." Darkeye rubbed his hands. The death of Bastien was harder for him than he thought."I plan to use large sets of weights made of iron. Tight as chainmail that helped keep a kite on the ground. I just don't know if I can get enough bait." Darkeye played with his beard again and thought about how best to handle the situation.
"Let's do it, then. After a siege, they need something for morale and something to lift their spirits. Baking is not my forte, but I'm happy to help where I can. I'm also happy to pass on that they are from you." Darkeye put his plate in the sink after he had finished eating. Washed his hands and cleaned the workplace that they can work.
"Let's do it, then. After a siege, they need something for morale and something to lift their spirits. Baking is not my forte, but I'm happy to help where I can. I'm also happy to pass on that they are from you." Darkeye put his plate in the sink after he had finished eating. Washed his hands and cleaned the workplace that they can work.
each for one sin
