|Orion Dysmas (intoashes) wrote in cirque_rp,|
@ 2017-08-17 12:31:00
|Humid and wild, Orion felt of two minds over the latest move. While the Cirque could be said to be a far more interesting way to travel and Orion would always travel as the wind took him, he preferred cold mountains. Funny that a creature born of flame would rather cozy down in some straw amongst deep piles of snow and rock, but that was where he had began; a hard birth tucked into the mountains no one knowing what would come of such a union.|
Lounging on his wooden chair- that would have been more comfortable for someone in full armour- Orion sipped on a beer as he listened to Baba Violetta go on about her own personal rules on him. Cirque be damned if it stood in the way of the old woman and her wards. She had not been pleased with Bitsy being frontlines during the attack, though she did understand the usefulness of the child as such. It was that Violette had not been prepared for such an event and would have preferred to place more protection talismans on the child.
Baba Violette breathed out a sigh before picking up a small droplet bottle and handing it to Orion. “I went shopping at the markets yesterday. If anyone is having issues, they may calm down with this.” Calm down was a code word for humans not being able to walk straight.