"Uugh..." Zephiridon groans, still feeling a little light-headed. "th-thanks I guess." He says to the elf as graciously a he can. He felt as though his performance was counterproductive to his goal. His family could've bought a ship-load of sending stones without so much as a dent to their fortune and they'd be sure to remind him in ridicule of that fact when he got back.
"Good job picking up that gate, hellboy" he could almost hear already but that didn't matter. Those were the fun teases he could play off. No the thing he hated more than anything was people talking about him behind his back. Gods, he didn't want to go home. No, he wasn't going back tonight. Not until he was different, better, worthy!
"Sorry, I... gotta go..."
Zeph made his way toward door not looking at anyone.
Humbly accepting the gift, hus voice resounds through the Elven Womans head. "Praise be to Bahamut. Thank you."
"Uugh..." Zephiridon groans, still feeling a little light-headed. "th-thanks I guess." He says to the elf as graciously a he can. He felt as though his performance was counterproductive to his goal. His family could've bought a ship-load of sending stones without so much as a dent to their fortune and they'd be sure to remind him in ridicule of that fact when he got back.
"Good job picking up that gate, hellboy" he could almost hear already but that didn't matter. Those were the fun teases he could play off. No the thing he hated more than anything was people talking about him behind his back. Gods, he didn't want to go home. No, he wasn't going back tonight. Not until he was different, better, worthy!
"Sorry, I... gotta go..."
Zeph made his way toward door not looking at anyone.
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Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash