@iburned
“ pardon me, but you look rather... familiar. ” the stranger folds his hands behind his back, pacing around the young huntress while letting out a low hum of acknowledgement. it is only for now that he feigns how knowledgeable he can truly be, allowing for the ruse of failing memory to present itself to the young huntress.
don’t mind the growing smile on his face. it is nothing but a nasty habit.
“ ohoho, now i remember~! you fought in the vytal festival didn’t you? one of the semi-finalists, if i may recall correctly. ”








