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‘ you look DISGUSTING. ‘
but i’ve missed you

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‘ you look DISGUSTING. ‘
but i’ve missed you
"You don't know what to say."
Did the other truly expect him to be capable of forming words in that moment? Asher Forrester, the exiled son, had all but surprised him with his sudden appearance. He'd expected to have never seen the man again, yet here he was, looking as-- well, as violent as ever.
"No, no I don't. What had you been expectin' from me?"
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“This is some piss poor ale. “ Though it was clear that she had been drinking more than enough. She took another drink.
"You're kidding right? That's bullshit. "
Gloomy yet incredibly blood lusted eyes peered over the length of her blade. Was the woman not.. intimidating enough? She was rather smart to attack during the night, but if this was the Asher Forrester, how did she one up him so easily? She was notorious in her own right for her diabolical air she carried with her. That should be enough, her name, to draw fear into whoever was brave, or idiotic to face her. Nevertheless, she was before him, appearing like a whisper in the wind. “You are near impossible to track in these deserts. Luckily for you you are now found. If you come willingly, you may not face a prolonged death.”