10-11-2022, 09:35 PM
we must away, ere break of day
The first to arrive was not someone Gawain recognized. Pain flashed in those cold ruby eyes for a second, but he pushed it aside. He was silent as she spoke and was silent for a good minute after, taken aback by her golden fur. Such was the curse of a dragon, to seek and covet all things golden and glory. His armor clinked as he dipped his head in greeting.
"Gawain Aushire. I had lived here months back." He felt no need to explain any more than that. He felt distracted, but shoved it aside.
"Gawain Aushire. I had lived here months back." He felt no need to explain any more than that. He felt distracted, but shoved it aside.
[div style=" font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]— ♘ — DON'T LOOK AT ME WITH THOSE EYES! - black tiger! - [ref]! — ♘ —