places we won't walk / rosebloods visitor

[emil]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]ah, someone already. that was good. he flicked his weary gaze to vandal as she flew over, ears twitching at her words. "thank you." he murmured first, appreciating that she was getting to business. though he didn't mind the small talk, he wanted to get this over with; hopefully it would turn out well, despite him being there to inform them of his group's unfortunate stance on others.

"first, i'd like to say i am not here to cause trouble. merely to alert you of our presence, as, ah..." prestige cleared his throat and swished his tail through the water. "we are not a peaceful group. rather, everyone except me is rather... crude. ruthless. i'm here to inform you that your group will likely be considered enemies, as we don't exactly do neutrals." there it was. he frowned slightly upon telling the woman this, tail twitching out of a nervous habit he could never quite break. "though if you would like to attempt an alliance, i am an adviser to our leader sola mortem. i can vouch for you, but... no guarantees."

it was probably a bad idea to come here alone, but he would have to deal with the consequences. he had never been quite as bold as sola. she was straightforward, dominant, took charge of situations. in his youth, he had been quite rowdy, but as the years passed by he simply grew more tired. he hoped these people would at least give him a head start before coming after his ass.