Alexander
He wasn't sure why he decided to come here. Not when there were plenty of people here who would be willing to kill him. Still, he felt the need to come. To honor his siblings that had fallen. It's a simple lantern that he hangs. One for Sam, Adam, and Bastien. Each panel having something for them. The Ascended hung it near the one that Amun made, catching him an Maea as they began to slip out of the festival once more. He planned to follow suit. He lingered on the outskirts, watching those come an go, knowing very few of the people here and wanting to keep it that way.
For what it's worth, no one seems too concerned with him, but Alexander doesn't want to take a risk. Having done what he came to do, the blacksmith slips away from the crowd again, back into the swamp and towards home.
For what it's worth, no one seems too concerned with him, but Alexander doesn't want to take a risk. Having done what he came to do, the blacksmith slips away from the crowd again, back into the swamp and towards home.
Mount Everest ain't got shit on me
'cause I'm on top of the world, on top of the world
'cause I'm on top of the world, on top of the world
