@archonofstories โฌโฌ Oof yeah that quest is the epitome of, but WAIT, there's more! It gives a lot of primos but I had to do it over days it was long lmao
โ he was weakened from the earlier headache, but they were particularly bad tonight, his face contorting and body twitching as the nightmare progressed. And eventually, still asleep, he began to cry out things like, "please, no, not again...", "is anyone else there?", or "help.".
He chuckled as she left, taking a drink of water. When he was alone in the room again, he sighed, knowing it was time for him to get some rest, as much as he didn't want to.
He set the glass down and laid down on his back, head turning to peer around the room a while longer โ
Their exchange is both irksome and amusing, so though she realizes she'd showed more of herself than what an enemy should, she cared not. He... feels so much of a trouble, but his ridiculous humor is quite entertaining.
She waves a hand as she turns, walking off.
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โ They were always a mix of his memories of the Abyss and all sorts of twisted horrors, and it was rare that he had a night without them. He'd grown more used to them over the last ten years since his return from the Abyss, but they still got to him.
Perhaps it was because โ
โ "As my own form of entertainment, I think I'll keep that to myself, thanks. How long until we reach our destination?"
He wouldn't admit it, but he was feeling rather drained now that he was off his feet. He couldn't wait until he could rest somewhere he felt comfortable.
He tensed the moment the puppet lifted him, though he was shocked to find the grip was gentle as it was. It didn't mean he could let his guard down, he knew, but it was a good sign at the very least. He rested a palm over his wound, feeling the wetness of the blood staining โ
"My puppets won't mind to wait~" chuckling, Sandrone waved at her puppet to lift Tartaglia off the ground, surprisingly gently as to not enraged his wound any further.
"It won't do to let you dirtying the floor of our Queen's palace any longer."
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โ it as they continued along.
"I suppose that's fair enough. I...uh, appreciate the assist, I guess."
He rolled his eyes at her last remark, unsurprised that this would bring entertainment. It was no surprise he didn't really get along well with any of the other harbingers. โ
@JadedAdeptus โ kept the children.
"So you said you wanted to wash your hands before eating?"
He waved her to follow him, leading her towards the public room where she could wash her hands as she needed.
"Here, this ought to work for you."
@JadedAdeptus "Oh, I didn't realize your companion was a child. You are correct in that we don't keep children here. She should be safe wherever she was, rest assured."
Having younger siblings himself, he wouldn't have been able to be here if they had โ
@ARCTXCPRINCE โ which you're welcome to try, should you wish."
He called over to the waitstaff once they both had their choices selected to put in the order.
"If you ever want to try and make your own Snezhnayan food, let me know. There are some good, easy โ
@EXRTHLYLIGHT โ can't imagine befriending a vishap, what was he like? If you want to talk about it of course."
He knew well not all memories were ones that wanted to be shared, so he wanted to respect Zhongli's comfort.
@EXRTHLYLIGHT โ and never grow bored."
His eyes followed the direction in which Zhongli pointed before returning to the man, enjoying the small history that came with it.
"Seems like the king of vishaps was quite large. But he was a friend of yours? I โ
Making friends was quite difficult for the harbinger, but making enemies? Now that was quite easy - and more fun, if he were honest. He almost felt sorry for the man before him looking quite irked with him.
"I could enlighten you with my reasoning for coming here, yes. โ
โ Virtues. โ he repeated, and his tongue clicked with a clear annoyance at that. All regions were quiteโฆ Different, and thus, different social rules applied to them, too. From one side, the foreigner couldnโt be blamed. From the other, such a thing would be considered rude +
โ I suppose I can begin since this was my suggestion."
He was still all smiles and light laughter, bowing before the other as he introduced himself.
"My name is Tartaglia, and I've come here on a mix of business and pleasure. โ