That was elemental magic! Just how powerful was this little man?. Senda's ears perked up and the doe stopped watching the fire to stare at Kalei instead. He felt a shiver go through his body, because instinctually the doe was a bit concerned. Just to what degree could this man manipulate water...
Oh thank the lordeeth Fae, wherever they are. The doe stopped keeping an eye on Maria. She just looked like she was a bit out of it. But not a threat.
Senda visibly relaxed as soon as Kalei talked about the gods and the sky. He'd try to hold on to those words, they warmed his one heart and...
Shit, the woman scowled and turned away. And Senda didn't know what to say. He probably was a criminal. No, he was, he definitely was. He had stolen and he had hurt his ex-Master. But his actions hadn't been committed because he enjoyed them or wanted to hurt anyone. The young man's attitude...
Senda swallowed, hesitating. What did he know? Was he being followed? He didn't want to lie about it, not when it was so obvious.
"Not... Immediately, as far as I know. But I think there will be someone looking for me in the near future if they aren't already." He said, even if it was for his...
So much for hiding... Senda let his lantern come to a full shine again, bathing him and the trees around him in a cold blue light.
"I don't mean you any harm, no..." He said, speaking softly. "Uhm. Thank you for the invitation" He added, as he came out of the forest slowly, to join the two...
As quiet as he tried to be, Senda's chains gave him away. But he was so used to the sound by now he didn't notice he'd be so obviously out of place to anyone with a sharp ear. It had been a while since he was last in this kind of situation, sneaking around, living on his own. How long would his...
The sound of the main doorbell interrupted Senda's sewing. Startled by the unexpected noise, he pricked a finger with the needle. It barely hurt, and a dark droplet was all that came out of the minuscule wound. He licked it clean and wrinkled his nose. It tasted awful, like rotten flesh, a sign...
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