wood carving — SAIL ON

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♛ | GAEL Ó BROIN

Considering the years the two have known each other, there would be no surprise from Gael about Kian's suspicions.  The vulpine felt little more than fury and frustration with the matter of Dante Northwest -- doubling his daily patrols and observing the tunnel entrances in precaution for any vigilante moves by Tanglewood.

A previous incident led a former Luminary to attempt an intimidation patrol and give demands -- nothing that impressed the faerie, and while he preferred to deal with matters civilly, it would not surprise him if a Tangler went off-book from previous habits and leapt straight for violence before words.  In the end, he knew Aurum better for his anger than his ability to be civil.

Consequently, the Ardent felt tired by the time he returned to camp; only trotting into the marketplace after he felt satisfied that the borders were clear and the tunnels safe.  His hazel gaze quickly flashed past Dante onto Kian -- unaware his cousin had decided to stay for another long visit.

"Good to see you staying sharp, Kian," he observed, studying the woodcarving quietly.  His cousin possessed water elementals since birth -- Gael hardly suspected he required any further mastery, but the diligence was worth respecting.

BUT I PROMISE YOU I'LL KEEP YOU SAFE ♛  gael ó broin / faerie / ardent