WHEN THERE'S SUPPLY YOU STILL DEMAND // return

[roan ;]

SOOTHSAYER ❝ ROAN ❞ THE TYPHOON

Vayne was a Cipher, and usually that would mean that Roan would hate her on principle. However, Vayne was only a child, and the soothsayer hated her mother far more than he could ever hate Vayne, who seemingly only wanted to make those around her happy. So, when she had ended up disappearing entirely, the draconic feline had actually been pretty worried about her. Unfortunately, he hadn't exactly had a lot of time to ponder on where she could have gone, or where she could've been taken. When the shit had finally hit the fan regarding the Coalition, Roan had been forced to channel all of his efforts into making sure that everybody else was alright. Injuries were a constant worry when they had been taken over, so the soothsayer had once again been kept busy, his eyes dark and tired as he kept moving forward, no matter what. Others might have been upset by his blunt and grumpy nature, but he had little interest in correcting it, at least not until he had a chance to get some proper rest.

Of course, it didn't seem as though he was the only one who needed rest at the moment. Not only rest, but food and perhaps some medicine as well. Roan had been out looking for herbs when he spotted Vayne's collapsed form on the dock, his eyes widening and a shout leaving him. He sped up until he was stood next to Vayne, nosing at her shoulder and speaking urgently, "Vayne? Vayne, are you alright...? Shit, you look awful. You need some food..." He twisted around to search through his own satchel, his teeth eventually closing in on emergency pieces of prey that he had started to keep with him. In this case, he pulled out a small bird, placing it in front of Vayne and muttering, "How did you even end up like this...? Did the Coalition take you?" The Coalition was just his first guess, but Aphra wasn't far down the list of culprits that could've taken Vayne away. It was a shame that he had once considered her to be a friend – and then she had stomped on all of that in one fell swoop.

DON'T ASK FOR HELP, YOU'RE ALL ALONE
YOU'LL HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOUR OWN PRESSURE!

— Reggan