10-07-2015, 10:22 PM
"A baby? That's preposterous! I'm a wise-man, and I know far more scarier things than that mask... but you got me. I'll admit that." he says, before ending his excuse with a lighthearted spell of laughter. Moments like this made the eerie, spectral land of Disunin far more enjoyable for Kaphiri--these people of sacred practice were lively, simplistic, and welcoming of the unknown, just like him. Effervescent eyes of gold lock on to the packages she had brought him, and his smile was sprinkled with disdain.
"Ah... yes. Her."
The shaman begrudgingly accepted the letter, facing the enchantress with a skeptical gleam in his eye. "Since you've done me the kindness of opening it, perhaps you could share," he said, reading whatever the post entailed. Hopefully she would read aloud to him, like a mother reading a book.
"Ah... yes. Her."
The shaman begrudgingly accepted the letter, facing the enchantress with a skeptical gleam in his eye. "Since you've done me the kindness of opening it, perhaps you could share," he said, reading whatever the post entailed. Hopefully she would read aloud to him, like a mother reading a book.