to carry a blessing | house-hunting

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”if you fall, I’d simply catch you” another voice intruded on the collected chorus that beheld Paola’s house hunting success, a form near wholly pitch as the night save for the white, the red and the more dark to faded grey that dotted his form as a hellion out of his draconic appearance - but the same eyes and the same livid red scar marked out who this was clear as day.

Luciferus padded-up to the group quietly with a nod to Devland, Michael and Paola - he spared doing one for Keona, instead opting for a quiet hello at the much smaller fae typhooner’s direction and a soft unseen smile.

Mismatched eyes flickered upward toward said house - it had been a very long time that he couldn’t recall who might have lived here ”if it agrees with you Paola I’m sure it’s yours - clearly if there was a prior inhabitant they’ve long since left”