[Richard had been told the tales of the time The Chosen defeated and slayed a monstrous creature from the depths of ocean. The trials that they faced at the Tower could not hold a candle to previous adventures. But yet, Richard was rather interested in seeing what else this world had to offer. Just what kind of punishments and tribulations were waiting for this group of sinners. He'd welcome them all.
Whitey lets outs a soft grunt when Silco begin to list all the possible solutions, as if to give out his on input on the matter. In return, Richard kneels down on the ground and places his weapon down so that he can scratch the pig behind its ears.
Last time they had met at the opening of Last Drop the man had made a vague promise to help him out if he needed something. It had been partially the reason why he had send the letter to him in the first place. While he did not want to rely on Silco more than he had already, Richard did feel like it was only proper for him to inform the other about the change in his living arrangements. They had spoken of a covenant, hadn't they? It wasn't still set in motion but Richard could see the potential bond growing between them. Only time would reveal what kind shape it will take.]
Aye. Sharing living quarters with someone is out of question. Whitey can be handful. [There is another "meep" coming from the pig in protest. Because yeah.. Avoiding sharing rooms with someone is more for his own sake than for Whitey's. He did not only value privacy but rather saw it essential for his survival. The last thing he wants is to risk his own demons being discovered and his secret being let out.]
I do not intend to become a hermit and run off to woods either. But a house from somewhere around here would be ideal, I suppose. Quiet, calm and open path to both city and forest.
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[Richard had been told the tales of the time The Chosen defeated and slayed a monstrous creature from the depths of ocean. The trials that they faced at the Tower could not hold a candle to previous adventures. But yet, Richard was rather interested in seeing what else this world had to offer. Just what kind of punishments and tribulations were waiting for this group of sinners. He'd welcome them all.
Whitey lets outs a soft grunt when Silco begin to list all the possible solutions, as if to give out his on input on the matter. In return, Richard kneels down on the ground and places his weapon down so that he can scratch the pig behind its ears.
Last time they had met at the opening of Last Drop the man had made a vague promise to help him out if he needed something. It had been partially the reason why he had send the letter to him in the first place. While he did not want to rely on Silco more than he had already, Richard did feel like it was only proper for him to inform the other about the change in his living arrangements. They had spoken of a covenant, hadn't they? It wasn't still set in motion but Richard could see the potential bond growing between them. Only time would reveal what kind shape it will take.]
Aye. Sharing living quarters with someone is out of question. Whitey can be handful. [There is another "meep" coming from the pig in protest. Because yeah.. Avoiding sharing rooms with someone is more for his own sake than for Whitey's. He did not only value privacy but rather saw it essential for his survival. The last thing he wants is to risk his own demons being discovered and his secret being let out.]
I do not intend to become a hermit and run off to woods either. But a house from somewhere around here would be ideal, I suppose. Quiet, calm and open path to both city and forest.