[Central] GET ALL THE THINGS (Adept Level 3+)
May 28, 2019 12:22:44 GMT
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Post by Sunday on May 28, 2019 12:22:44 GMT
He is nodding until he hears the offer of an invitation to court.
He sputters on his last hazy exhale.
"R-really?! Why, I would be honoured, friend Sunday! That is very gracious of you...what can I do for you in return? Would I even be welcome in her presence? I heard, in folk tales told by rosy cheeked satyr bards, that the fey dont really tolerate anyone not of... Hem, not of whatsit, special, fairy origin? And though I am brave, yea, and noble, verily, and... humble... I am but a mundane human born of this world."
"I could not be less Fey in my origin if I tried. I believe there is always a place for those who protect the forests and the people. And if there's not, well, then we can always make one...."
Her hand drifts, almost reflexively, to the handle of one of her hammers at her back before she catches herself.
"Sorry, old habits." She grins wolfishly at him for a second.
"And there's nothing you need to do for me: just keep being true to yourself."
As Sunday moves past Ginead, she lays a hand on his shoulder and a pulse of power runs through his armour. When she removes it, the outline of a chrysanthemum is pressed into the metal of his plate. A faint scent of the flower is lingering in the air.
"I'll see you at the games."