[SWP] shine bright like a--

[Eik]

In all honesty, he does not want to fight. It is the sort of thing he agrees to begrudgingly, because he does not know how else to be useful. What else can you do when the dangerous kind of beasts threaten your livelihood? 

After all, Eik will never be that good at diplomacy.

(He fears he'll always yield his body better than his words-- he fears, sometimes, there's nothing more he can do but fight, fight fight.

He is so tired of blood.)

"Are you with us." He asks @El Toro, and the saucy tobiano @Mathias, and the scarred man @Jahin and even @Avdotya. His face has hardened into something solemn but faraway-- he's already imagining sprawling sand, and dangerous beasts, and how he'll convince Seraphina to stay behind. He's already hardening and sharpening himself into the blade he (thinks he) must be.

"If you aren't," his voice is a low growl... He feels trapped, feels something-not-himself, "You are against us."

Let them see it in his dark eyes, hear it in his voice: He would not spill blood for his own name. But for solterra and its queen, there is little he wouldn't do.

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I have let myself go where the dust
E     I    K
Has the color of nothing

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