On and off, he's heard about the infamous bearded Warden Blackwall, and admittedly he was immensely curious to meet the man himself. For all the time Twisted Fate has been here, he's never had the pleasure. Off on some majestic Wardeny adventure on the Storm Coast for awhile, it seemed.
Which is all fine; Fate had no desire to get covered in the spray of salt water anytime soon. That was one thing he didn't miss from his pirating days.
In the courtyard, Twisted Fate had been in thought, trying to figure out the mark on his hand, frowning at its faint green glow. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees the Warden. There's no real mistaking him, not from how Sera's described him. The unkempt look is almost endearing, but the beard is indeed majestic in its way.
Twisted Fate works on his gloves, preferring to pretend that there's no shard of anything there before he goes to bother someone. For a moment, he laments to himself for not being single anymore. Nerva is more then worth his time and love, but he still can admire from afar.
"Blackwall, isn't it? Seems a welcome back is in order. And a hot drink, probably."
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Which is all fine; Fate had no desire to get covered in the spray of salt water anytime soon. That was one thing he didn't miss from his pirating days.
In the courtyard, Twisted Fate had been in thought, trying to figure out the mark on his hand, frowning at its faint green glow. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees the Warden. There's no real mistaking him, not from how Sera's described him. The unkempt look is almost endearing, but the beard is indeed majestic in its way.
Twisted Fate works on his gloves, preferring to pretend that there's no shard of anything there before he goes to bother someone. For a moment, he laments to himself for not being single anymore. Nerva is more then worth his time and love, but he still can admire from afar.
"Blackwall, isn't it? Seems a welcome back is in order. And a hot drink, probably."