01-16-2021, 08:51 AM
[div style="margin: auto; max-width: 475px; padding: 5%; min-height: 20px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 17px;"]Rather apt the descriptor of amiable, though expanding the tally that stood within opposition, such likely a product of the numerous visitors. Once he was among those, sought a chance at first introduction, at least he tried for such, useless the queries often formulated as his mind wandered, dampened his spirit as time took without discrimination. Purpose his own to bear where concerned his reasoning for traipsing about the twisted woodlet, familiar grown, a comfort he found in few other places. Routine it seemed, clockwork the arrival and practiced conversation, almost discarded before a particular voice rose.
Between twisted lips small teeth peeked, worn an expression meant to be terrifying though seemed more comical, heavy each step as trajectory shifted. Easy his recall of the prior instance he had come upon Caesar, another that denied needed refuge he had been all too happy to send on his way. Settled upon the savannah in question his vision when the placement of their meeting was breached, yet it shifted away, brief the inspection of Mezrith before it was once more drawn back.
Numerous the inhabitants populating the shoreline, many differing in a manner that made them unique, another the stranger. "Why are your eyes red, are you sick?" Question rose without prior thought as to how it may be taken, grown apparent Foam may have grown, and thus acquired and developed further various skills, but still was he not one for tact.
Between twisted lips small teeth peeked, worn an expression meant to be terrifying though seemed more comical, heavy each step as trajectory shifted. Easy his recall of the prior instance he had come upon Caesar, another that denied needed refuge he had been all too happy to send on his way. Settled upon the savannah in question his vision when the placement of their meeting was breached, yet it shifted away, brief the inspection of Mezrith before it was once more drawn back.
Numerous the inhabitants populating the shoreline, many differing in a manner that made them unique, another the stranger. "Why are your eyes red, are you sick?" Question rose without prior thought as to how it may be taken, grown apparent Foam may have grown, and thus acquired and developed further various skills, but still was he not one for tact.