11-03-2007, 01:08 PM
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indent A faint and half-hearted smile graced Ahren’s worn face as his companion spoke. They had met as strangers in an old theatre, one a pianist, the other an actor. Time had changed their professions, of this there was no doubt; still, Ahren was brilliant when he needed to be and it was more then likely that Laruku could still recall some haunting composition. It would only be appropriate. They were liars, whores, and murderers. No one was innocent here.
indent “You mocked the loss of my pack and more or less accused us of deciding to settle here because we had nowhere else to go,” he said flatly. The rogue and the hag had only come to Clouded Tears because it was the closest to home. It was a pathetic excuse, but could he really recall any other reason? He did not care for the remnants and children of Chimera, who were not worthy of that title, and Laruku had greeted him with a sneer rather then a smile. He had known then, and he knew now. The Sight was nearly gone, but that didn’t change his eerily accurate intuition. It didn’t change the fact he had been there. “How long have you been blacking out?” Addicts know. Addicts always know.
indent A faint and half-hearted smile graced Ahren’s worn face as his companion spoke. They had met as strangers in an old theatre, one a pianist, the other an actor. Time had changed their professions, of this there was no doubt; still, Ahren was brilliant when he needed to be and it was more then likely that Laruku could still recall some haunting composition. It would only be appropriate. They were liars, whores, and murderers. No one was innocent here.
indent “You mocked the loss of my pack and more or less accused us of deciding to settle here because we had nowhere else to go,” he said flatly. The rogue and the hag had only come to Clouded Tears because it was the closest to home. It was a pathetic excuse, but could he really recall any other reason? He did not care for the remnants and children of Chimera, who were not worthy of that title, and Laruku had greeted him with a sneer rather then a smile. He had known then, and he knew now. The Sight was nearly gone, but that didn’t change his eerily accurate intuition. It didn’t change the fact he had been there. “How long have you been blacking out?” Addicts know. Addicts always know.