RP starter for @ask-greenwisp
Evening was just starting to approach. Grillby stood behind the counter, polishing a rock glass. He was thankful. The oft repeated gesture was a relief. Ever since the rumors started of another human falling underground, the rumors about himself had started in full force.
That he had run away from active duty. That he had fled his platoon while they where ambushed. That he'd dusted several monsters. Stupid, terrible rumors. He ignored them. The monsters spreading them where young. All they knew of the war where vague details and half-truths.
There was no reason to get angry.
He glanced to his daughter, unsure if he should say anything. Truthfully, he was worried. Her shift was almost over. He doubted a human had actually fallen here, but what if...
"Wisp, please, go straight home after work." There where long pauses between his words, betraying his poker face. "-I should be back in about two, three hours. As usual."