Ianto
Going out on a potentially dangerous adventure to explore the sandstorms? The storms that had been raging for an indefinite period of time in Ianto’s mind? Sounded like a huge pile of NOPE to him. But that’s the thing when a demigoddess asks something of you. You don’t really get to say no. (Ianto doesn’t, anyway). So he shows up, hands buried in the pockets of his brown trench coat, a scarf around his neck in preparation should he need it.
And that’s it, honestly. That’s all he brings Why? Find out, kids!
”What a merry band we have here,” he remarks, nodding to Alina - he remembers her well, from her thorough disapproval of his helping to make the training grounds. To Delphia he offers a roguish bow. ”At your service, madam.”
Ianto brings the following:
Type: Grey
Wishing Wagon | Mastered | Larger on the inside, the wishing wagon can be summoned with a specific whistle, regardless of time or place. Where it 'goes' when not in use is unknown
And that’s it, honestly. That’s all he brings Why? Find out, kids!
”What a merry band we have here,” he remarks, nodding to Alina - he remembers her well, from her thorough disapproval of his helping to make the training grounds. To Delphia he offers a roguish bow. ”At your service, madam.”
Ianto brings the following:
Type: Grey
Wishing Wagon | Mastered | Larger on the inside, the wishing wagon can be summoned with a specific whistle, regardless of time or place. Where it 'goes' when not in use is unknown
