Out by the Lake

[queens_darkness]

There's a dark fae out by the lake. He's got a sword in hand, the steel one not one of his magic blades. The darker it gets with the sun setting the more he blends into the shadows, only the silver of the earrings on his ears and the sword appearing very clearly. He's moving gracefully and with a practiced ease from form to form.

Come interrupt him, as he's been out here for a while and could use the distraction.