LOW THRUMMING BEAT IN THE DARK | Joining

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♛ GAEL Ó BROIN

Faerie, long-living and indifferent to the passage of time, saw many wonders in their lives -- Gael rarely found sights now, that surprised or struck awe into his soul.  The grand shadow standing before Piers brought a prickling unease he had forgotten; if only for a moment.  When the creature spoke, revealing passive intention, the Vicar felt his muscles loosen.

It appeared Silentgrave -- a peculiar name -- simply sought a home.  Calmly, the vulpine stepped forward into the dying light, hazel eyes glinting curiously as he inclined his head towards the strange being.

"You are allowed," came his polite confirmation. "My name is Gael Ó Broin -- Vicar, or second in-command here.  This is Piers.  We do not mind welcoming you into the Pitt, Silentgrave."

"ISN'T IT LOVELY?" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / vicar / lamby