01-07-2020, 06:04 PM
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He came to a halt beside his twin brother, eyes gleaming. "Name's Kian Ó Faoláin. 'm just one of the crew, but my daughter, Keona 'ere is a Privateer an' my brother Séamus is a striker. If you ever need help or anythin', they're the ones to look for -- 'course I don't mind lending a paw either should you need it."
Kian Ó Faoláin
"Welcome to the Typhoon, Revolver," came the Irishman's sudden, but jovial greeting. With a grin, the faerie bounded out of the jungle, musing over the interesting monikers this stranger came with. He doubted either were his birth name, but if they meant something to him, they were still worthy names. In his experience, a name meant more if it held true worth to the owner.He came to a halt beside his twin brother, eyes gleaming. "Name's Kian Ó Faoláin. 'm just one of the crew, but my daughter, Keona 'ere is a Privateer an' my brother Séamus is a striker. If you ever need help or anythin', they're the ones to look for -- 'course I don't mind lending a paw either should you need it."
All your dead end fury is not enough