08-27-2020, 09:01 PM
Vigenere. So, this was whom Goldie had gone on her ill-advised little solo trip to The Pitt for? He certainly didn't look like much, and Roan couldn't help the almost nonexistent level of respect that he felt for the other as he padded over. He knew that Tanglewood was an ally, but why did cousin Goldie have to stick her neck out, when it was obvious that he couldn't handle things? He had let himself get captured, and now he was saying that the group didn't even have a medic? It was pitiful, although Roan kept those thoughts to himself as he sat down next to Keona, listening to Vig's plea. A soft sigh left the Soothsayer before he spoke, "I suppose that you would be looking for me, then. I am Roan, and I'm the Soothsayer here in The Typhoon. While I do believe that anyone in the Necro Mambas would be able to assist you, I'm the one with the most formal training, and experience." He glanced towards Keona and Georgia, biting down on the inside of his cheek before continuing, "I would be willing to go and teach some of you... although The Typhoon is currently in the process of searching for some sages of our own. I'd like to make sure that everyone is safe, before I go anywhere." He knew that the Necro Mambas could handle themselves, but none of them usually showed up as quickly as he did. Could he really risk being gone, even for just a few days?
ROAN Ó FOALÁIN-ROUX - THE TYPHOON - SOOTHSAYER
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