I BLESS THE RAINS :: open, SRO visit

malphas believed in the fact that tanglewood could stand just fine by itself. "oh, fuck off," were the first words out of malphas' mouth. he narrowed crimson eyes, already full of malice. how many fucking little trading clans were going to come and offer to do business with them? malphas pushed the notion that he should wait for beck away, and gritted his teeth. "we've already got clans begging us to do business with them. we don't need you." the pessimistic medic said, taking a stance near aya.

"styx river order? jesus christ, what a pretentious name," he muttered, then turned his attention back to this toxicwaste. also a terrible name, he thought. "'if you have anything to offer, huehueh'- you came on to our fucking territory demanding we're the ones who need to offer shit? yeah, fuck right off. you come into our territory and want to not die, you better be licking our fucking boots." he said, scowling.