[Ah, there she is. For the better part of a year, Nathan's been overseeing the quest of a young treasure hunter from the Free Cities — occasionally joining him in mortal form as one of his hired men, mostly watching and granting boons to keep things interesting. It's been a nice diversion, but he's ready to shrug off some of the prayers and spend time with a friend. In the span of their lifetimes, a single relaxing night passes by in a blink, but that doesn't mean they should be any less treasured.
He swings into his seat in the guise of a mortal, grin firmly plastered on his face as he ignores her glare.]
I heard some a human talking shit about you the other month.
tavern corner!
He swings into his seat in the guise of a mortal, grin firmly plastered on his face as he ignores her glare.]
I heard some a human talking shit about you the other month.