𝘈𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢.
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𝘈𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢.
@prideofisla
. . . death’s daughter. the artist’s heart.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

"That's where I'm stumped. I'm not really sure." He wanted to assume the one with the sword was the first king of Glacia. Even then, he still hadn't a clue about the other person. Rurik walked closer to the other statue, the one holding a staff. Looking closer +

"Let me see..." Looking closer, he inspected the purple gem. There was a glimmer of familiarity in his eyes. "Mhm... yeah. This color is also here just deeper in. I swear I've seen it. There's a little supply of those ones. more rare." Each step they took, +


"... I think you're right. Might just be stuck like that. He always looks like it, you know?" Rurik chuckles a bit, shedding some light on the situation. If they agreed for peace, perhaps the others would follow. He knew King Salem would in a heartbeat, as for +


That got a smile from him, "I notice you there all the time. I'm talking about one of your uncles, really." Sahel— He never spoke during the bigger meetings. Only observe. ... and mostly glare daggers at Rurik the whole time in silence. He always tried avoiding +

"Good way to put it!" He points the pencil at her with a smile, returning his gaze back to his sketchbook. "I've thought of this for a while now. But to bring it up with the meetings... I don't want some people to look at me as if I'm mad." Walking a bit away +




