Sightseeing
05-25-2019, 04:53 PM
Lament Pyre Lament would glance at the pillar beside the man. This seemed to be what had caught the blue stranger's attention, before Lament had come along. It was a strange formation, the height of the stone impressive. If he held the ability to climb such things, no doubt he would scale its length to view the world from its advantage. Lament turned his eyes back to Aramis, and was well able to contain his shock at the free emotion that ran across his muzzle. He was growing accustomed to these barbarians, with their freely shown displays. They lacked the refinement he knew, but he could not judge them for it. They knew no better here. Aside from this, the curiously blue man was polite, offering his name and returned greetings. “A pleasure to meet you, you may call me Lament.” he responded, his gentle voice still carrying only the short distance between them. He wished he could offer further names to the wolves he meet, he knew there was a lineage he was proud of… but he had no recollection of it. He itched to find the missing links, to identify the dream that called to him in his dreams. Each day, his journeys brought him no relief from the mysteries. |
