Feb 17, 2006 15:06
Ramon enters from the bar, conspicuously not holding Hel's sword in his right hand. His left arm is kept close to his body to avoid opening up the slice across his shoulder. The cold has made it stiffen but he's not too bothered about it - the conversation with Gorlim is on his mind more.
And then the one with Asandir too. All in all, it hasn't been a day for good news or easy talks with old friends.
desh-thiere,
angst,
smut,
oom,
schmoop,
random