Saiden grinned as their ice came together. Immediately, he headed towards Amalia, to drape his cloak over the Shield, uncaring what she or anyone else might think of his truth. Glancing at the unknown woman, he winked. "You're in luck. I'm pretty sure Amalia's last name is Chandrakant." With that, he hunkered down against the cold.
Of course, then the words came from the sea itself, or so it seemed. Arching an eyebrow, he looked around at their little group, which had managed to reconstitute their ice without any problems. "Sticking together has worked for us so far. So I'm going to stay."
Saiden chooses to stay.
Of course, then the words came from the sea itself, or so it seemed. Arching an eyebrow, he looked around at their little group, which had managed to reconstitute their ice without any problems. "Sticking together has worked for us so far. So I'm going to stay."
Saiden chooses to stay.
