The places we never should have left
Acere
Master Fighter (275)
Master Intellectual (245)
Knight
age
13+ Years
13+ Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
131
131
player
Dragon Mod
Dragon Mod
07-30-2020, 11:15 PM
His nephew thanked him which earned a nod from the alabaster king. "Of course," And if Casso was able to find out if Ignis was suffering from something similar, then maybe they could catch it in time to help steer him in the right direction. But...Acere couldn't help but feel like he'd brought it on by letting Ignis participate in the raid against Abaven. "Ignis is usually someone that's easy to talk to...while it isn't my business to talk about his personal life, I feel like perhaps if there is something going on with him, that it may be my fault...I led a raid against Abaven as part of a debt to another Band. We were good friends with Abaven before things started changing, but Ignis I believe, knows someone there that one would say is like a best friend to him. They fought at the raid, but I don't know what happened between them since. I've tried talking to him but he just tells me he's fine before taking off to do something else," Which in turn, told Ace that Ignis wasn't fine, obviously. But maybe Casso or Actaea could get him to open up... Speaking of which..."Your sister doesn't seem to be displaying any signs of what we have. I hope it remains that way. But...enough of that for now. I suppose it's time to officially welcome you into the pack, hm? If you don't mind, for now I'd like to place you as a Ranger - essentially a packs hunter - and from there, you have many opportunities to rise up in the ranks. You're welcome to call pack hunts if you choose, and as of now you're officially a member of Winterfell." He smiled as he tried to push away the troubling thoughts. While he wanted to talk to Casso more about it since he understood what it was like, he didn't want to keep him standing at the borders all day talking about the negative. He stepped forward to touch his nose to his nephews shoulder, breathing in the long lost scent he thought he might never smell again. "You're welcome to make a den anywhere in the pines, or claim a cabin on the ship, or both. Whatever you choose." |