01 - Bunwigle - [Action/voice]
[ Duke stepped out of the music and frowned. This was not a hall he recognized, nor was the double assault of noise - voices from his pocket as well as the sounds of life about him.
He crushes a wince as walking reminds him of his injuries, stepping out of the main archway and to the side where he could fish through his pockets and find the source of the voices. A round seal, marked on one side by a symbol, and the other by nothing. ]
How does one silence this Blastia? [ And there are his priorities. A slight glance about - He definitely doesn't recognize where he stands. ]
... Where is this place.
He crushes a wince as walking reminds him of his injuries, stepping out of the main archway and to the side where he could fish through his pockets and find the source of the voices. A round seal, marked on one side by a symbol, and the other by nothing. ]
How does one silence this Blastia? [ And there are his priorities. A slight glance about - He definitely doesn't recognize where he stands. ]
... Where is this place.