Hidden Tree thunder of the drums dictate

shoot it, shoot it out

renier lyall

cause they want a little more

If the Lyall had found him a couple winters ago they probably would have soon been steadfast friends. He may have been far easier to manipulate with a need for food, companionship, and the loss of his sister weighing him down.

He was a bit more settled in his own ways. Now more cautious of relationships of any kind. Still there was something he liked about this Z. The fact he was sure he could count on him to stab him in the back. Others usually didn't give off such an nice indication. What a strange form of honesty.

A pansy?Well, there was worst things he silently mused. He was going to attempt to see it all as a compliment. He gave a hearty laugh, amused. Usually, he wouldn't take an insult with ease. Then he shrugged his shoulders. "So be it, I've been called worse." But,his pale brows rose, his expression more attentive. His name was nothing familiar, but Renier found something powerful about it. "It's Renier Lyall. When you can count on nobody but yourself, got to be a sly fox in the game." There was a prominent smirk, but he didn't hesitate to take up the brute's call. He did well to keep an eye on his temporary companion, his nose open for possible leads. He didn't think they would find what he sought, but if Zerxes found something he decided worth pursing Ren would probably see what would become of it.

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(This post was last modified: Dec 14, 2016, 06:19 PM by Renier.)