Lochiel...

...is bored again. What A Surprise.

He's amusing himself somewhat by creating tiny, intricately-carved crystal figurines of certain people he's met. Each one glows violet as it comes into being, and he studies them carefuly before setting them beside his chalice of wine.

He's sitting at the bar, sipping a chalice of Caledonese red and gazing around the bar, a slightly amused smile on his face. Messing with the Cheysuli last night was fun, even if all he did was smile and read a book by the light of godfire.

When the short blonde boy sits down not too far away, Lochiel gives him an appraising glance.

Interesting. ( Read more... )