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@ASHENREBlRTH cover them up.
tchβββ i had no idea you'd care for such vulgarities . a shame , i seem to have wiped every image from my memory . the streets are bustling with many of a different agenda , i can't keep track of them all . i'm sure you understand .
a short huff is expelled , allowing his gaze to land upon the sword rest within view . an unfamiliar make , though nonetheless intriguing to a man that has witnessed it all . " not on you in particular , but your blade . it does not seem to be of this world . "
οΉ a short nod is given in return , allowing his gaze to adjust to the scene of the family's head now humbly seated before the grand piano . οΉ though you hold onto many memories of your past β β·
οΉ as fingers began their dance across the keys , blade would remain motionlessβββ taking in every note hit by the chord . despite the halovianβs words , there was an undeniable presence behind each key . retaining his silence β β·
only snippets . but ... from what i'd gathered from my travels , it is not something you should be ashamed of . however short , they were unlike any i've heard before .
eyes bore the crimson of forge's flame , flickering beneath a breeze doused in the aroma of tobacco π¬ΊΝπ¬Ί ale . the scent is thick as he waded through the sea of inebriated bystanders , the occasional bump of shoulders obstructing him β β·
gaze draws towards @camireos , brows furrowed in wordless scrutiny as the man entered the bustling pub . a swordsman β¦ he remains focused , yet not a word follows . instead , another sip of the bitter substance is taken as he observes from the back .
sunday β¦ οΉ by all means , what do you have to ask οΉ












