amun
Amun had instantly agreed to meet Sam for some training. Although the potter had raised his eyebrows at the request to meet at the edge of the Ruins, he hadn't questioned it. Instead, he just belted on his cutlass and slung his shield over his back and headed towards the appointed meeting spot.
As he saw the bookmaker already waiting there, the potter grinned. He picked up his pace until he was almost jogging, waving at the other man as the advisor did. When he reached Sam, Amun leaned forward to peck the bookmaker on the cheek. "You ready to get physical?" The potter waggled his eyebrows at the other man.
As he saw the bookmaker already waiting there, the potter grinned. He picked up his pace until he was almost jogging, waving at the other man as the advisor did. When he reached Sam, Amun leaned forward to peck the bookmaker on the cheek. "You ready to get physical?" The potter waggled his eyebrows at the other man.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
