Darkeye
Nine strikes
"He was a man who didn't deserve to die like that. He was like you said, a good man. I think with him at the helm, the attack on Stormbreak would never have happened. He was a man of his word. I would like to drink to him if you have something stronger. It was in my world to drink to the dead and leave something for the dead." Darkeye's face was difficult to read. He was usually very open, but on this subject, he always liked to withdraw. "I try to be careful. But I'm also a soldier and I still know that I can die doing this. If that's the case, Deimos, it was nice to meet you. As well as your friends." Darkeye smiled now and turned to the two companions of Deimos who were sitting on the carpet by the fireplace.
"Then I will deliver it as an anonymous donation" Darkeye smiled and helped as best he could. Metal was his thing but anything to do with cooking or baking he was never taught so he helped Deimos as best he could. "I think that's how it works at least with metal. But that can't burn,"Darkeye laughed out loud.
"Then I will deliver it as an anonymous donation" Darkeye smiled and helped as best he could. Metal was his thing but anything to do with cooking or baking he was never taught so he helped Deimos as best he could. "I think that's how it works at least with metal. But that can't burn,"Darkeye laughed out loud.
each for one sin
