[ From his armor and his sword, she marks him for a warrior immediately. Small wonder he thinks he can be of use--even his eyes glow a cold blue, as blue as the blade he carries.
He is handsome and well-mannered, for all that he puts her in mind of death. The Undying were blue, as well. Remember the Undying. She remembers Pyat Pree's blue lips, but otherwise cannot recall his face. ]
It was good of you to arrive so quickly. [ She offers him a smile in return for his head bow, remembering her manners; this man with his queerly pointed ears is not her subject. Her violet gaze flits to the blood upon his weapon, taking in the dark spatters. ] You must excuse me, I fear. The storm wearied me, enough that I did not ask your name.
[ Tossing her half-waterlogged cape over her shoulders, she begins walking them in the direction of a dreary, rectangular building in the center of the city square with few windows. It might have been a factory, once, but to her, it is only somewhere the air won't soon escape. ]
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He is handsome and well-mannered, for all that he puts her in mind of death. The Undying were blue, as well. Remember the Undying. She remembers Pyat Pree's blue lips, but otherwise cannot recall his face. ]
It was good of you to arrive so quickly. [ She offers him a smile in return for his head bow, remembering her manners; this man with his queerly pointed ears is not her subject. Her violet gaze flits to the blood upon his weapon, taking in the dark spatters. ] You must excuse me, I fear. The storm wearied me, enough that I did not ask your name.
[ Tossing her half-waterlogged cape over her shoulders, she begins walking them in the direction of a dreary, rectangular building in the center of the city square with few windows. It might have been a factory, once, but to her, it is only somewhere the air won't soon escape. ]