❝ so you’re the one who brought euanthe back the day she got shot, right ? ❞
sharp blue eyes narrow in the sin’dorei’s direction as artan stares him down. it takes only one quick glance, from head to toe, for him to have a RUSHED opinion of beloris. clearly unimpressed and without remorse thereof, a disappointed expression twists into a crooked smirk. of all the things going through his mind, not a single one of them could be GOOD. the krokul shrugs nonchalantly as he turns away with a shake of his head .
❝ i see why your bird had to do all the heavy lifting . ❞
it went without saying that everyone else was outwardly GRATEFUL their leader had returned to them after the incident. he, while also silently glad, was far more focused on the fact it happened at all. the defensive, mocking nature he had with just about everybody the shaman aided and ended up wounded for was UNMATCHED. it was always worse when she happily spoke of them later. whether out of disdain or jealousy, artan rarely acted upon anything outside of petty mockery when it came to those people . / @beloris - boys starter call
