Kansas, this isn't. (Introduction)
He appears in the entryway quite suddenly and blinks, just once.
"Hap?" He calls, but to no answer, and a frown is starting on his face. "Nighteyes?" It's handsome enough, though weathered, and tired, and older than his years. A white lock is just above his temples, and he tugs at it absently, dark eyes narrowing and lips thinning, pondering his situation. No Skill pillar he touched. Perhaps he sleeps, without realizing it, and this is one of Nettle's dreams.
He takes a few more steps inside, eyes lightly touching everything and noting its placement and nearly everything about it. After a pause, he goes back to the door, steps outside, and takes hold of the knocker. He might as well do this properly.
T: I am weak. FitzChivalry Farseer from Robin Hobb's Farseer and Tawny Man trilogies - taken from just after the end of the former. Um. :D
"Hap?" He calls, but to no answer, and a frown is starting on his face. "Nighteyes?" It's handsome enough, though weathered, and tired, and older than his years. A white lock is just above his temples, and he tugs at it absently, dark eyes narrowing and lips thinning, pondering his situation. No Skill pillar he touched. Perhaps he sleeps, without realizing it, and this is one of Nettle's dreams.
He takes a few more steps inside, eyes lightly touching everything and noting its placement and nearly everything about it. After a pause, he goes back to the door, steps outside, and takes hold of the knocker. He might as well do this properly.
T: I am weak. FitzChivalry Farseer from Robin Hobb's Farseer and Tawny Man trilogies - taken from just after the end of the former. Um. :D