RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
What say him, indeed. Currently aboard a nimbus with dragon wings folded over his shoulders, the chaos around is little more than a series of distant roars. "If you don't want to get involved, I understand," he says to Melita as he rises to his feet and spreads his wings. "I'll have the nimbus stay here until you decide."
And until then, falling from the nimbus and spreading the wings from his back, Ronin turns his attention to Remi's voice. And Darkeye's, too. Stormbreak has been through too much already. If you can keep it still, that would be a good start, he agrees, before wild blue eyes turn out to the man on the dragon's back.
"This is MY territory," he roars out towards them. "And YOU have no authority here. Leave. Now." How many times is Sunjata going to deliver trouble to his door, he wonders.
Ronin advises for Remi to try and focus the giant, and has a dick-swinging match with Sunjata and Darkeye.
And until then, falling from the nimbus and spreading the wings from his back, Ronin turns his attention to Remi's voice. And Darkeye's, too. Stormbreak has been through too much already. If you can keep it still, that would be a good start, he agrees, before wild blue eyes turn out to the man on the dragon's back.
"This is MY territory," he roars out towards them. "And YOU have no authority here. Leave. Now." How many times is Sunjata going to deliver trouble to his door, he wonders.
Ronin advises for Remi to try and focus the giant, and has a dick-swinging match with Sunjata and Darkeye.
show me your darkness.
