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Day One: Grian

It comes to the Knight Champion’s mind, vaguely, that he has never seen someone with feathered wings before. It hadn’t registered before - hearing the faintest noise of a swoop from the air above had him focused on far more important things. But now that his opponent is… subdued? Can he really call the cackling winged man clutching his bleeding arm subdued? Regardless, the active danger has passed for now, and he can take stock of him. His sandy hair hangs in his face, which is fully obscured to the Knight Champion just now. The man is notably shorter than him, bent over slightly at the strength of his laughter. His wings have sandy brown and pinkish white feathers. He seems to be wearing mostly red.

The man’s head snaps back up to look at him, and the Knight Champion raises his bloodied blade in warning. There’s something wrong with his eyes. Matte black, flat - like thin discs of blackstone had been placed into empty eyesockets. He sees the Knight Champion’s slight grimace at the thought, and a smile of needle sharp teeth is flashed at him.

“So you are as sharp as he says,” the winged man says, and the Knight Champion feels something ugly twist in his gut, “Had to see for myself.”

“As who says?” the Knight Champion asks, though he knows the answer that will come. The winged man’s laugh is crueler, this time.

“Is there more than one man who claims you in this city? Should I tell our dear Master Trader?”

The Knight Champion’s glare is withering, but the winged man stubbornly stays unphased.

“No. I thought you might be smarter than crossing him. That’s all.”

His clipped speech just sends more amusement through the winged man.

“He won’t mind. He likes me.”

He knows when he’s being toyed with. He’s been too obvious with his feelings. It stands to reason that any of his oldest friend’s business partners would be the type to play like this. He turns to look at a window of the manor house - a very specific one. He can’t see inside, but that isn’t the point. He can practically feel the winged man’s smugness, and as the Knight Champion looks back he’s just opened his mouth, about to say something else-

A spectral arrow hits the ground at his feet. Clearly shot through the window.

The winged man’s laughter ends in a scoff, and he takes flight.

“Sentimental about all his pets, then,” he says, seemingly to himself, and the Knight Champion wishes it were easier to ignore that.

In a way, his wish is granted when the winged man throws a fire charge as he departs - the Knight Champion deflects it easily, though he doesn’t care to see if it hit the winged man. Instead, he makes his way to the doors.

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Notes under the cut. See masterpost for world lore.

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