I did not plan to renege on our bargain. I will be there within a bell. You need not apologize. I realize this past moon has been eventful.
It was a simple response and probably to be expected from Elidibus now that he is not trying to fumble through an impression of Ardbert when speaking to Irhya. And punctual as ever he arrives at her home, astride Filia who is in turn wearing the more practical of the two saddles the Ascian had commissioned.
Once securing the amaro's reins the Emissary approaches the door. She might be surprised that he doesn't show up fully armed and armored today. It's... a calculated decision. With the streets quiet again- for now- and their truce in place, it seemed more fitting to arrive without looking as though he were going to battle.
So there is Ardbert's body dressed in a close-knit brown turtleneck with long sleeves, a pair of black slacks. Dark boots and gloves, the latter thin and mostly meant as a barricade to direct contact. Those ancient sensibilities, you know. A red scarf is wrapped around his neck like a splash of color. Yet one could liken the color to the red mask or sigil which serves as an identity of the Ascian's office.
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Date: 26 Mar 2021 22:25 (UTC)It was a simple response and probably to be expected from Elidibus now that he is not trying to fumble through an impression of Ardbert when speaking to Irhya. And punctual as ever he arrives at her home, astride Filia who is in turn wearing the more practical of the two saddles the Ascian had commissioned.
Once securing the amaro's reins the Emissary approaches the door. She might be surprised that he doesn't show up fully armed and armored today. It's... a calculated decision. With the streets quiet again- for now- and their truce in place, it seemed more fitting to arrive without looking as though he were going to battle.
So there is Ardbert's body dressed in a close-knit brown turtleneck with long sleeves, a pair of black slacks. Dark boots and gloves, the latter thin and mostly meant as a barricade to direct contact. Those ancient sensibilities, you know. A red scarf is wrapped around his neck like a splash of color. Yet one could liken the color to the red mask or sigil which serves as an identity of the Ascian's office.
Without much preamble, Elidibus knocks.