#afinalhazard

[paellaxia]

afinalhazard replied to your post: That's a loaded question.

"Hmph! I find this rather insulting, Shadow...

Unless the big ol' Ultimate Lifeform is trying to tell me something~"

[trinityfists-blog]

❥ afinalhazard

[ ♥ ] What a curious creature, it didn't appear threatening so there was no need to conclude it was a monster that had found it's way into Edge. Happenings of the sort did occur every so often but the hardened people of Edge knew how to take care of themselves by now. Crimson optics steadily observed the creature, "you might wanna hide before anyone sees you, folk around here can be a little quick to assume."

[thisisyourfuturearchive-blog]

Here, piggy piggy.

[desidenius-blog]

eidoliths, chantingwinds, clocksandlace, magisterreserans, afinalhazard, excubiarumsoldier

The Guild Master stops, eyes narrowing from the shadow his hood casts over his eyes as he looks over to the door of The Ragged Flagon. He pulls himself up from a stool and makes a beeline for the door, one hand reaching up to leisurely pull his hood forward. Not many visitors come to The Flagon, and from the Ratway no less. They usually don't knock, either, so Gallus can only assume that there are tourists afoot. Nevertheless, he wears a welcoming smile on his face when he opens the door.

It's immediately obvious that they're not from around here. The garb they don is strange, not to mention that the Nightingale hasn't seen a wink of them in Riften from before. His smile fades down into a quizzical sort of expression, and he lets go of the doorknob  hands placing themselves on his hips as he shifts back on one foot.

         "You aren't from around here, are you?"

[getinloseritsturbotime-blog]

afinalhazard replied to your post: No helmet for a week m!a

How pathetic.

Tell me 'bout it. Now I gotta be seen in this lame hedgehog gear. 

[midnight-acrobat-blog]

+ afinalhazard

The plot thickens.