[Kirian raises his brows slightly, and nods. He recalled, almost fondly, his own father. Dellan was a terribly nervous man, prone to fits of panic at times, but he was a calm person, a man who was endlessly patient.
He was a tailor, by trade, and not especially gifted with anything but simple magic. Kirian's mother, Allide, was a fair bit more like Kirian- headstrong, but devoted to her family.
Odd, how after nearly a millennium with someone, there's a space left vacant when they die.]
Is it worse when you're around more people?
[His father was the reason they lived outside of the city. Fortunate, then, that his skills as a tailor were well-known in Silvermoon that not many minded seeking him out in a quieter part of the forest.]
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He was a tailor, by trade, and not especially gifted with anything but simple magic. Kirian's mother, Allide, was a fair bit more like Kirian- headstrong, but devoted to her family.
Odd, how after nearly a millennium with someone, there's a space left vacant when they die.]
Is it worse when you're around more people?
[His father was the reason they lived outside of the city. Fortunate, then, that his skills as a tailor were well-known in Silvermoon that not many minded seeking him out in a quieter part of the forest.]