"Of course I have, those Aval fools wouldn't shut up about him or King Arthur." The idea that this fellow could be associated with the abovementioned never crosses his mind. They aren't subtle beings--if this Carden was with them he would have stabbed Azwel already.
There is something familiar about that grin. Where's he seen it before?
Anyway, another idea has come up. "Ah, that. You see, even if it breaks it never stays broken. It's realigning itself. Shifting." He blinks. "Well, this may have spawned a completely different waveform! I shall have to explore this further!"
Town? He has to think on that for a moment. Granted, he's not gone about harrassing the locals himself, but he's not exactly subtle in his appearance, either. Then again, no-one's really put his name to his face.
Sure, he can blithely wander into the nearest town bare-chested and esoterically armed, why not?
"Oh, I shouldn't think that'll happen unless you've been making enemies."
Hang about. A tree has apparently grown a ridiculous-looking robe or five. "Ah, so there's where that's got to. Always amusing discovering where my clothes turn up," he remarks blithely, pulling the garments from the branch. Pardon him while he covers up again.
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Date: 2020-06-12 04:25 pm (UTC)There is something familiar about that grin. Where's he seen it before?
Anyway, another idea has come up. "Ah, that. You see, even if it breaks it never stays broken. It's realigning itself. Shifting." He blinks. "Well, this may have spawned a completely different waveform! I shall have to explore this further!"
Town? He has to think on that for a moment. Granted, he's not gone about harrassing the locals himself, but he's not exactly subtle in his appearance, either. Then again, no-one's really put his name to his face.
Sure, he can blithely wander into the nearest town bare-chested and esoterically armed, why not?
"Oh, I shouldn't think that'll happen unless you've been making enemies."
Hang about. A tree has apparently grown a ridiculous-looking robe or five. "Ah, so there's where that's got to. Always amusing discovering where my clothes turn up," he remarks blithely, pulling the garments from the branch. Pardon him while he covers up again.