OPEN

[deceivingly]

WHO: Yevdokiya an Waslyna O Bearhold, Tiffany Hart, Matthias, maybe my other characters + YOU
WHAT: a humble open log
WHEN: Fantasy March
WHERE: the Gallows, Kirkwall, the Wounded Coast
NOTES: bath nudity, butchering a seagull, nothing worse atm

Comments

[wearyallalone]

The inch he'd slouched vanishes, long habit kicking in as his attention moves elsewhere. Still, he manages a small smile. He's reserved by habit, too, but the expression isn't without some warmth. "I am. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance in person." The somewhat low, Nevarran-accented voice matches the one from the sending crystal, further confirming success. "Is your brother about, or are we meeting him at our destination?"