RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving
Yes, well indeed. Ronin was grinning as he settled himself in one of the chairs Remi had cleared off, shifting Aoife so she was snug and comfortable in his arms. He had seated them near one of the open windows, and a sweet Flowerbirth breeze blew through, tousling his dark hair. He couldn't help but laugh as the other man spoke of his coming back being the latest in a long line of miracles, Ronin shrugging his shoulders and rocking his daughter gently. "Hey, at least I came back already popular and on point," he said, before relaxing back simply to... enjoy everything. It was strange, it was confusing, it was exhausting, but... it was real. This was real. {END} |
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the White Knight
Age: 34 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 59 - Dext: 72 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 SUGAR - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
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