peeking over the prince's shoulder, a soft ' hm ' slipping free as he does so. then one hand reaches out and plucks the quill free from the prince's faltering hand, Simon making himself comfortable with adding a note to the margins of the journal in question.

“ Alone isn't quite the word for it. ” the hand bearing that kinship stone flexed, almost reflexively, and the grey-haired stranger spared a glance up at the cliffs that hugged the desert. “ After all my companion has been through, I don't like letting him draw undue attention. I think I ---

“ Call it intuition, but a rider in close proximity to a city of hunters is less likely to have ill intentions. ” maybe he missed the company of the Rangers enough to risk it for someone to talk to. it wasn't like he could go back to them. he didn't really know his reasoning himself.

ooc. remember back in the demo when everyone thought simon would get an arkveld monstie fun times actually

a stranger approaching in the night, it would seem. the stranger has no monstie at his side, but the kinship stone upon his hand gives him away easily enough to the well informed. two hands lift, palms out, a gesture of non-aggression.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 of winds & ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌 of the skies. ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᅠ

「 '𝐶𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑎 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐾𝑜𝑜𝑙-𝐴𝑖𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑔. 𝑆𝑜 𝑠𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑒, 𝑜ℎ, 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 ℎ𝑢𝑔. 𝑁𝑜𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑜ℎ, 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑'𝑣𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠. 」

. . . he spied some invasive monsters in some hidden valleys and caves if she would like to let the heir to the crown know. he isn't sure he should --- not right now.

fussing with his glove at the wrist, fingers flexing one, twice --- a frustrated sound escapes the rider, and for a moment that fist remains clenched, as if he's testing his own grip strength. he's trying to make sure that he's fine. that being sick won't affect how he rides anytime soon.

ooc. mmmmmm still not happy about my header but I'll cook something up eventually I yhink. cringe at it for now /lh

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