{ ฬђเรקєгร ۞ เภ ۞ tђє ۞ ๔คгк } (OPEN)

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"I dunno, I've been busy getting knocked around by one," he answered sarcastically.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori chuckles," Good... Then i suppose the mask is complete..."

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He narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" You havent noticed a change, thats my goal," Rori chuckles lenaing back," I gave skmething the Ironborn have NEVER ha before..."

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Unease stirred in his belly, "Oh yeah? What are the chances of you telling me?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Low, unless you want to raise the chances of death for yourself by a long long shot," Rori chuckles," Of i'd rip out your tongue... That works..." He chuckles

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Brinn glared at him, "No thank you. I have need of that, actually."

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori grins and taps his lips," Yes well... You've met Eolande, yes?"

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Brinn nodded slowly, "Yes, she was here right before you came over."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Study her, then you'll understand," Rori chuckles and once again turns away

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He blinked in confusion. Study her? What good would that do him? "Wait, I don't understand."

(My phone tried to turn the word that into the word gay xD)

[CrimsonMoon]

(Very right wing phone xD)

Rori glances over her shoulder with a grin, gently tapping his temple," No more words, just listen, thats your problem," he disappears and chuckles

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Brinn struggled again, feeling frustrated. He couldn't just stay here, knowing that Ariella wasn't safe.

[CrimsonMoon]

The fjord bustled witha ctivity, he was in a spot where he could see everything... He'd been placed here for a reason..

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Brinn finally slumped back. He was exhausted and hungry and running on little water. It seemed he didn't have much of a choice.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Rori sent me back to you," That familiar soft voice floa back to him," I brought you some food too," Eolande crouched in front of him, holding ouy some bread and water.."

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His stomach rolled painfully and Brinn smiled, "Thank you, Eolande," he murmured, taking the food and water gratefully.

[CrimsonMoon]

She glances bak over the fjord before looking at him,"... Are you alright?"

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"My head hurts like a b*tch," he grumbled, tearing into the bread with his teeth.

[CrimsonMoon]

She moves a little closer," Describe it.."