ONE;; [video]
...The music is a little much though.
[Considering how low his tone was it was safe to say that was uttered more for his own benefit than to anyone who may or may not be listening. But since he was using this for a reason, the man on the other end gives a slight sigh before he's clearing his throat. You can pick up a faint English accent, hardly heavy enough to obscure his speech pattern. For the most part the camera was focused on the sky before a pale face obscures the shot and he's adjusting it further- the man was sitting in the grass, a scarf and jacket slung neatly over his lap. His crisp white shirt had it's sleeves rolled up and the first few buttons undone, vampires may be unable to sweat- but he found the excessive heat to be quite bothersome. But that was not his main concern at the moment, and he seems oddly... calm, despite everything that has happened.]
Among other things, I seem to have misplaced my partner. While I am not looking for help per se, if anyone has heard the name Casimiro I would greatly appreciate any information on his whereabouts. ...I seem to be in a town called Mahogany.
[A thoughtful frown on his lips, he was an avid traveler and none of this rang familiar. Shifting his weight he set the lens to focus on a grazing Tauros in the background, basking in the sunset.]
While I was going through my things... this bull like creature emerged from a spherical object I apparently had on me. Obviously this is a mistake so... if this is yours I will gladly return it to you.
Good evening.
[Considering how low his tone was it was safe to say that was uttered more for his own benefit than to anyone who may or may not be listening. But since he was using this for a reason, the man on the other end gives a slight sigh before he's clearing his throat. You can pick up a faint English accent, hardly heavy enough to obscure his speech pattern. For the most part the camera was focused on the sky before a pale face obscures the shot and he's adjusting it further- the man was sitting in the grass, a scarf and jacket slung neatly over his lap. His crisp white shirt had it's sleeves rolled up and the first few buttons undone, vampires may be unable to sweat- but he found the excessive heat to be quite bothersome. But that was not his main concern at the moment, and he seems oddly... calm, despite everything that has happened.]
Among other things, I seem to have misplaced my partner. While I am not looking for help per se, if anyone has heard the name Casimiro I would greatly appreciate any information on his whereabouts. ...I seem to be in a town called Mahogany.
[A thoughtful frown on his lips, he was an avid traveler and none of this rang familiar. Shifting his weight he set the lens to focus on a grazing Tauros in the background, basking in the sunset.]
While I was going through my things... this bull like creature emerged from a spherical object I apparently had on me. Obviously this is a mistake so... if this is yours I will gladly return it to you.
Good evening.