“… I don’t recall the Shaelmaar being so, enrapt with your beauty. Perhaps I need to bring you along more.”

He cocked his head, deep in the thought. “One can’t /always/ be right, not even you. That would be an anomaly.”

“… Have we? I feel I would have remembered. You weren’t talking when I was asleep, were you?”

Why does he have the sneaking suspicion his bard is in danger.

Whatever you took, give it back.

For Alaric it is usually hand in hand.

“And how am I supposed to remember them when I’m asleep?”

Was it your fault?

The first step can be the most terrifying of all journeys.

“You fear engagement so young, the fear can be conquered. This I promise.”

“We thrive in the in-between. They hate mine too, only see us as useful for a purpose. But you will find your power.” Nods solemnly.

“… For such an educated man you make little sense sometimes.”

In that case, get behind him. He will protect when necessary.

I must request that you stop riling him up. He’s delicate.

/ i haven’t forgotten about these or my replies on other accounts! i’ve had some hard hitting news in the last few days and i’m trying to shake it off

“Try that one again.”