RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
It's almost a given that Sugar won't want to play, and even though Ronin does nudge her a bit, she remains stubbornly around his shoulders. So with that matter stubbornly settled, he glances over his shoulder back towards Melita, only for his eyes to widen a bit at the knowledge of a relic that Locke had possessed. "I don't think I knew about that one. What happened to it?" he asks, feeling like the answer isn't one he'll like.
"They do look like regular items, mostly," he says, wending around a corner and stepping onto a wider path that leads to the shrine. "A sword, a brooch, a pair of gloves... not something you'd expect as a relic. But then I suppose that's what makes them so important. They could be anywhere, could be almost anything."
"They do look like regular items, mostly," he says, wending around a corner and stepping onto a wider path that leads to the shrine. "A sword, a brooch, a pair of gloves... not something you'd expect as a relic. But then I suppose that's what makes them so important. They could be anywhere, could be almost anything."
show me your darkness.
