07-17-2018, 03:12 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-size:10pt;font-family:verdana"]Oh, he knows this type of woman. Or rather, he thinks he does. He's dealt with ladies and princesses and all sorts of noble folk in his time as one of Whitestone's many heirs. Poised, in control and in command, she holds herself much like he's seen ladies hold themselves when they know they have the upper hand. It reminds him of Delilah, and that makes him want to spit at her out of spite for just the mental connection he makes.
He refrains, managing to look at least somewhat welcoming. "Welcome to the Typhoon milady." He gives that as his welcome, not bothering to introduce himself. You didn't give your name unless a lady asked for it and odds on, she would not ask for his.
He refrains, managing to look at least somewhat welcoming. "Welcome to the Typhoon milady." He gives that as his welcome, not bothering to introduce himself. You didn't give your name unless a lady asked for it and odds on, she would not ask for his.
[b]IT'S EASIER TO BURY MY HEAD IN THE SAND SOMETIMES. AND I KNOW IT'S NOT THE RIGHT WAY TO GO BUT I PRAY THE GROUND WOULD SWALLOW ME WHOLE. — lucia & alisaie / inactive / playing ff14