Tristan is roaming the streets doing a little recon as he keeps his head down. “I thought I said I could handle this on my own… I don’t need a chaperone….” he says when he stops and turns in an ally to confront the tail that’s been following him.
[smirks as she walks closer] Sweetie, I'm just a curious little demigod. [pats his shoulder] What are you looking for specifically?








