[The war had been long and drawn out-- even by his standards-- and the stagnant aura of death lingered in the air even weeks after the last battle had ended and the treaties for peace had been signed. Reyson did his best to maintain a strong face, but he still had his limits. The cleansing powers of the ancient Galdrs could only do so much.
Time would have to do the rest.
Wearied of spending his days surrounded by frivolous Beorcs, whose emotions gleamed as vibrantly as the embers of a dancing flame, Reyson took to the room he had been assigned at the inn while he awaited for the next meeting between officials representing the Beorc and Laguz...
And found it occupied.
A sigh. Reyson folded his arms and flared his wings.]
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Date: 2018-11-22 03:58 am (UTC)Time would have to do the rest.
Wearied of spending his days surrounded by frivolous Beorcs, whose emotions gleamed as vibrantly as the embers of a dancing flame, Reyson took to the room he had been assigned at the inn while he awaited for the next meeting between officials representing the Beorc and Laguz...
And found it occupied.
A sigh. Reyson folded his arms and flared his wings.]
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