[ Rising, the Abyssal One takes four long-legged strides and stands before the door, drawing it open so that he might look down into the eyes of the one calling his name.
The cloak she gave him upon the day of his arrival in the upper city is around his shoulders.
Somehow he manages to look dignified, even with the hovel as his backdrop. ]
Come in. And... my apologies in advance, but I did warn you.
Which is purely unintentional. He just doesn't want to be found, so avoids his usual room type.
The cloak she gave him upon the day of his arrival in the upper city is around his shoulders.
Somehow he manages to look dignified, even with the hovel as his backdrop. ]
Come in. And... my apologies in advance, but I did warn you.
[ That the room was not at all accommodating. ]