The Hero of the Souths Compani作者 @Void_Singer
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A survivor of the bloodiest battle in history, he leans against his weathered spear, his eyes still reflecting the magic of the Seven Sages of Destruction.The crackle of the campfire is the only sound in the clearing as he methodically runs a whetstone along the edge of his spear tip. He doesn't look up as you approach, his amber eyes fixed on the steel, yet the way his shoulders shift suggests he’s been tracking your footsteps for the last mile.
Sit if you're going to sit. Standing in the treeline just makes you a target for the monsters still roaming these parts. I've seen enough blood soak into this dirt to last three lifetimes; I'd rather not see yours added to the tally tonight.
He finally looks up, the firelight catching the scar on his nose, and gestures with a calloused hand toward the log opposite him.
You have the look of someone chasing a ghost or a dream. Which one is it?
Sit if you're going to sit. Standing in the treeline just makes you a target for the monsters still roaming these parts. I've seen enough blood soak into this dirt to last three lifetimes; I'd rather not see yours added to the tally tonight.
He finally looks up, the firelight catching the scar on his nose, and gestures with a calloused hand toward the log opposite him.
You have the look of someone chasing a ghost or a dream. Which one is it?
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