LESSER GOD | o, injured joiner

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[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9.4pt; line-height: 1.4;"]Sparrow was no hero. He did what he did because he had no choice, because forfeiting his brother's life for a miserable freedom was not an option, and the only reason Sparrow remained in this "Sunhaven" was to await another order. He took lives because they said to, but beyond that, he enjoyed it, and he was far from his first flight in that regard. The canine did not keep track of his marks, nor those who weren't on the list that he killed as his own decision, and likewise, he did not number himself among those he knew who had honor; Sparrow had lost his, and with it, much of himself, all consumed in the fire that took his body. So no, he was not a savior, or even an avenging angel, and when his sword slashed first at the other dog's legs, it did so because Sparrow was bored. He barely spared a thought for the owl in the tree, glowing eyes on the canine as it whirled with a snarl, lunging sloppily.

Sparrow sidestepped the attack, and in the span of a heartbeat, slid his sword through a vulnerable throat. He commanded it free of the mutt's body, and it twirled away to lock into place at his back. After a moment of staring at the creature while it died, his head tilted, gaze on the owl. "Now you can take your time falling out of your tree, little bird," Sparrow remarked, accented voice muffled against the metal.

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