neron
”Ooh, that’s a frightfully good point.” Neron winks, his smile the best sort of crooked. ”I shall bear that in mind, the next time I feel in over my head. For now, though? Brother, let’s pour pints.” He lingers at the top of the stairs, glancing over his shoulder to see if Loren really will be alright. And what the Firebrand says and what he does are totally at odds with one another, but they are not yet so peachy with one another that Neron will follow.
So he starts off down the stairs, calling over his shoulder. ”Lions are banned in the bar. But perhaps we can test out your new magic in the Academy, one of these days.” Right about the same time as Neron approaches his apparent ‘son’. He leaves Loren to it, giving him all the time he needs to wash up and change. The Kraai, after all, will only get busier.
~FIN
So he starts off down the stairs, calling over his shoulder. ”Lions are banned in the bar. But perhaps we can test out your new magic in the Academy, one of these days.” Right about the same time as Neron approaches his apparent ‘son’. He leaves Loren to it, giving him all the time he needs to wash up and change. The Kraai, after all, will only get busier.
~FIN
lay your hand on me, one last time
