05-15-2019, 10:05 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 450px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt;"]KIAN Ó FAOLÁIN — sing me a symphony, one for the lost and in-between
The pirate flicked his tail as he trotted towards the sounds of conversation, narrowing his eyes with a huff at his daughter's voice among them. She ought to be asleep. Kian frowned as he climbed up a tree, deciding to lounge on a branch as he regarded the source of the commotion. Something about the tiger reminded him of his twin, Séamus. Well, he wouldn't be concerned. It wasn't like his brother was causing trouble here, he was just capable of trouble. So it wasn't necessarily a bad feeling.
The faerie shook his head absently. If the tiger proved dangerous... Kian knew he could handle him. He may be terribly small but that's where the surprise would lay. He would wait and see; so far he just seemed interested in knowledge than trouble.
Idyllfields made him smirk in amusement, his sea-green eyes rolling. He did not view the captain as a goddess, but he did respect her. She was a strong and true leader. The faerie snorted softly, then leapt down, coming to a stand besides Keona, offering her an affectionate light nudge.
"'s a bit late into the night, but I'm sure you could," the Irishman answered, shrugging. "an' Keona here is your next best place for info, if Goldie's unavailable."
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The pirate flicked his tail as he trotted towards the sounds of conversation, narrowing his eyes with a huff at his daughter's voice among them. She ought to be asleep. Kian frowned as he climbed up a tree, deciding to lounge on a branch as he regarded the source of the commotion. Something about the tiger reminded him of his twin, Séamus. Well, he wouldn't be concerned. It wasn't like his brother was causing trouble here, he was just capable of trouble. So it wasn't necessarily a bad feeling.
The faerie shook his head absently. If the tiger proved dangerous... Kian knew he could handle him. He may be terribly small but that's where the surprise would lay. He would wait and see; so far he just seemed interested in knowledge than trouble.
Idyllfields made him smirk in amusement, his sea-green eyes rolling. He did not view the captain as a goddess, but he did respect her. She was a strong and true leader. The faerie snorted softly, then leapt down, coming to a stand besides Keona, offering her an affectionate light nudge.
"'s a bit late into the night, but I'm sure you could," the Irishman answered, shrugging. "an' Keona here is your next best place for info, if Goldie's unavailable."
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