The blind man was leaning heavily on a wooden staff as he made his way throughout the town of Clover. People were Cruel, as he had learned, and Inaris tried to avoid busier streets so as to avoid being knocked down as he had that day in Ace of Spades. He was currently looking for the guild hall of Blue Pegasus, but being unable to use his eyes had gotten utterly and hopelessly lost. Inaris was ready to give up, having no way of contacting his lover to come help him find the hall, he was at a loss as to what he should be doing. If he didn't find the hall soon... he didnt want to know what would happen to an easy target like him.
Inaris shuddered at the very thought, his pale shoulders shaking heavily. He may have been an immensely old immortal, but unfortunately still thought like a 12 year old much of the time. He was much more delicate than people would expect... but he didn't want to show weakness to anybody, not even Megalos.
Inaris shuddered at the very thought, his pale shoulders shaking heavily. He may have been an immensely old immortal, but unfortunately still thought like a 12 year old much of the time. He was much more delicate than people would expect... but he didn't want to show weakness to anybody, not even Megalos.