- Aug 9, 2016
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Daenmor smoothed down his still white hair, recently trimmed and combed to look less carefree and wild than it usually did. He wasn't scared for what was to come. He had made peace, as tentative as it might have been, with Fweiu. The rest of the Rukt'ins? He'd have to see. But this was what he had really been waiting for.
He had called ahead, making sure that Ankh knew he was coming. He adjusted his shirt collar, having actually dressed up a bit to look nice for her today, and tucked the wrapped gift he had under his arm. Taking a deep breath, Daenmor knocked on the door. He hoped that she liked the gifts he'd picked out. And that he wasn't off the mark with what he meant to do here today.
Okay. Maybe he was a little nervous.
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He had called ahead, making sure that Ankh knew he was coming. He adjusted his shirt collar, having actually dressed up a bit to look nice for her today, and tucked the wrapped gift he had under his arm. Taking a deep breath, Daenmor knocked on the door. He hoped that she liked the gifts he'd picked out. And that he wasn't off the mark with what he meant to do here today.
Okay. Maybe he was a little nervous.
@Pallas