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"I wish you the best then, Winterhymns," the Ardent offered, inclining his head once more. The new legate appeared to possess a level-head and overall courteous demeanor; an attitude Gael could respect.
As his cousin greeted him, the faerie offered her his attention, head moving in a slow nod as she inquired on the weather. "Dia dhuit, Keona. We have seen some recent rainfall -- instead of snow. It is my belief we will see a thaw by the end of this month." After which he suspected the desert would grow warm once again.
Smoothly, his gaze shifted to the Typhoon's second dealer, recognizing Michael -- the Ry's uncle, if he recalled correctly. "Trygve has been staying in the temple, where Aine can tend to him. She has not come to me with anything new, but I am certain it is only a matter of time before he'll be causing trouble once more." Or finding trouble; it felt difficult to discern the difference, at times.
"I can encourage him to visit, if you would like," he added with creased brows. The Ardent did not breach the topic of family with Trygve often -- since the youth was adamantly against keeping his own last name. It would be worth an attempt, at the very least.
♛ | GAEL Ó BROIN
A trend of change appeared to grow present as more arrived -- the most obvious Winterhymns' presence and Aurum's distinct absence. The vulpine noticed Elsweyr within the crowd, but did not beckon the lioness; it did present the question however, of Aurum's status."I wish you the best then, Winterhymns," the Ardent offered, inclining his head once more. The new legate appeared to possess a level-head and overall courteous demeanor; an attitude Gael could respect.
As his cousin greeted him, the faerie offered her his attention, head moving in a slow nod as she inquired on the weather. "Dia dhuit, Keona. We have seen some recent rainfall -- instead of snow. It is my belief we will see a thaw by the end of this month." After which he suspected the desert would grow warm once again.
Smoothly, his gaze shifted to the Typhoon's second dealer, recognizing Michael -- the Ry's uncle, if he recalled correctly. "Trygve has been staying in the temple, where Aine can tend to him. She has not come to me with anything new, but I am certain it is only a matter of time before he'll be causing trouble once more." Or finding trouble; it felt difficult to discern the difference, at times.
"I can encourage him to visit, if you would like," he added with creased brows. The Ardent did not breach the topic of family with Trygve often -- since the youth was adamantly against keeping his own last name. It would be worth an attempt, at the very least.
BUT I PROMISE YOU I'LL KEEP YOU SAFE ♛ gael ó broin / faerie / ardent
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