REICHENBACH
KING OF THIEVES
Lumaris was right in one thing: he was being watched. However, the silver eyes that watched him did not prove to be ominous or hateful, but careful and considering, jovial even. Reichenbach blended like shadow and smoke into the treeline, eyes flicking between the stranger and the sleek, flat surface of the lake with her many stars. Absently, he wondered whether Polunin was around, the swan-cursed boy didn't stray far from the lake and was sure to have seen the approach of the strange blue-skinned man.
"Beautiful, isn't it?"
He asked, slipping like a wraith from nothing and nowhere with a simple clink of his entangled coins. Approaching calmly, the King of Thieves tilted his head at Lumaris and grinned, taking in the slick blue skin and the strength of his ethereal body. Denocte was home to many foreigners, Reich liked to think that they now had one from every corner of the globe, it's people was varied and that was why they thrived. New techniques, new stories to tell, new songs and dances and history to come alive at their fingertips. They were not bound simply to one family, but many.
Reichenbach drew close, an arms length away, before he said:
"Welcome to Denocte, stranger, on behalf of it's people."
Sorry for the wait!!! So keen to get writing with your beautiful boy!! <3 @lumaris
KING OF THIEVES
Lumaris was right in one thing: he was being watched. However, the silver eyes that watched him did not prove to be ominous or hateful, but careful and considering, jovial even. Reichenbach blended like shadow and smoke into the treeline, eyes flicking between the stranger and the sleek, flat surface of the lake with her many stars. Absently, he wondered whether Polunin was around, the swan-cursed boy didn't stray far from the lake and was sure to have seen the approach of the strange blue-skinned man.
"Beautiful, isn't it?"
He asked, slipping like a wraith from nothing and nowhere with a simple clink of his entangled coins. Approaching calmly, the King of Thieves tilted his head at Lumaris and grinned, taking in the slick blue skin and the strength of his ethereal body. Denocte was home to many foreigners, Reich liked to think that they now had one from every corner of the globe, it's people was varied and that was why they thrived. New techniques, new stories to tell, new songs and dances and history to come alive at their fingertips. They were not bound simply to one family, but many.
Reichenbach drew close, an arms length away, before he said:
"Welcome to Denocte, stranger, on behalf of it's people."
Sorry for the wait!!! So keen to get writing with your beautiful boy!! <3 @lumaris
