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While he had no doubts of Kian's honesty, the faerie possessed concerns for the pirate's loyalties. Kian's own daughter was a high-ranking member of the Typhoon; his intentions may be true, but he would be divided.
Of course, just as it was the day Trygve came to join, Gael heard his daughter encourage the request -- to let Kian in. No doubt, she simply wanted more family closer by. The Ardent released a deep breath, narrowing his eyes on his cousin; once a brother-in-arms.
"This is what you want?" He had to reiterate, stress the choice he was making today. "Then I have little grounds to dismiss you, Kian." For others had come before him, departing from their groups to join their ranks.
At the end of the day, Gael knew he could trust Kian to be held up to his word -- he would pull his weight with a cheerful smile. However distant they had grown, the faerie could respect his honesty and work effort.
"Fáilte chuig an Pitt, col ceathrar."
// translation: Fáilte chuig an Pitt, col ceathrar - welcome to the Pitt, cousin
♛ GAEL Ó BROIN
Truthfully, the vulpine would have suspected Séamus to come with an intent to join before ever hearing the words from Kian's mouth -- an ulterior motive undoubtedly present, in the shadier twin's case. Even so, the Ardent feels his brows crease; hesitant of the prospect placed before him.While he had no doubts of Kian's honesty, the faerie possessed concerns for the pirate's loyalties. Kian's own daughter was a high-ranking member of the Typhoon; his intentions may be true, but he would be divided.
Of course, just as it was the day Trygve came to join, Gael heard his daughter encourage the request -- to let Kian in. No doubt, she simply wanted more family closer by. The Ardent released a deep breath, narrowing his eyes on his cousin; once a brother-in-arms.
"This is what you want?" He had to reiterate, stress the choice he was making today. "Then I have little grounds to dismiss you, Kian." For others had come before him, departing from their groups to join their ranks.
At the end of the day, Gael knew he could trust Kian to be held up to his word -- he would pull his weight with a cheerful smile. However distant they had grown, the faerie could respect his honesty and work effort.
"Fáilte chuig an Pitt, col ceathrar."
// translation: Fáilte chuig an Pitt, col ceathrar - welcome to the Pitt, cousin
"I AM A STONE" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / ardent / lamby
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