finn
it always feels more quiet in the dark
Finn is busy taking a series of deep breaths and enjoying the fresh taste of the air when Tal speaks again, bringing his attention around to the other man. "There isn't too much in my line of work that constituted light," he agrees quietly. "The relics are meant to be powerful weapons from the gods. I believe they will help in the war. It is why so many are looking for them - from both sides."
Another long exhale, and Finn steps instinctively to the side as the large canine comes ambling up to them - and a dragon follows after. "Oh, hello," he says to both creatures, instinctively polite to all even when it makes things inevitably awkward. "I did not realise I was keeping you." This to Tal, rather than the animals.
Another long exhale, and Finn steps instinctively to the side as the large canine comes ambling up to them - and a dragon follows after. "Oh, hello," he says to both creatures, instinctively polite to all even when it makes things inevitably awkward. "I did not realise I was keeping you." This to Tal, rather than the animals.
it always feels so stark
