MAGGOTS, THE LOT OF YOU | daily jobs

[rhosmari]

FIRE AND "BRYMSTONE"

Another day and he was pleased to see that there were some of his people out and about. He had lingered in his room in isolation. Thinking, debating on where he was going or what he was even doing. Dylluan rejecting his selection to the Iron Guard made him troubled but there wasn't much he could do about it. The other was older and knew well what he wanted to do with his own life. But it still nipped at the back of his mind. The rattle of his tail was clearly heard as he cam around a stone column,  watching Vale with intrigue before he finally stepped up. Don't he a pauper. He was a king for a reason and he wanted make his people happy despite the turmoil that seemed to be running rampant just underneath the surface. Clearing his throat the skull faced freak would tilt his head up and always grinning he would finally speak. "I would love a job from someone as amazing as yourself."

AND I'M BACK TO MY WAYS, CAUSE I'M HEARTLESS
SEVEN YEARS I BEEN SWIMMING WITH THE SHARKS NOW

Reggan