Ah, higher up is safer than sleeping in the streets.
[All Zaunites made the mistake to nestle into a place down low under trash and hope no one found them. Some made it multiple times in their lives and others only needed the lesson once. Sleeping alone was also problematic where one could be taken advantage of or beaten in the streets for everything they had on their person.
It had been a long time since he had slept without some structure over his head. He never forgot the rough lessons of Zaun though. He had mastered finding little places higher up and out of sight as a young man, and now he didn't quite need those same skills. Apparently they might come in handy.]
Good. I will need you now as always.
[At least until he was healed enough to be on his feet. This was by no means a comment that he needed her all day and night, just the times of vulnerability. He expected that she would wander off as he would to see what this strange world had to offer.
And right now, it was his turn to offer a tired sort of smile and a wave of his hand if any of the locals seemed to be concerned. Jinx had the right attitude to be opposite to himself, and that was for the best. He could build himself up as the wounded man with an overprotective crass daughter, and it would open a few doors for future information.
One foot in front of the other, and it did become easier as they moved off of the shifting and uneven stand. He was still wheezing hard by the time the 'city' itself came into view, and he curled his lip in distaste. That was it? Oh, this was going to take some getting used to.]
Ah, our new kingdom. I imagine the inn isn't far, and it does seem to be rapidly expanding. Prison life is good for business then.
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[All Zaunites made the mistake to nestle into a place down low under trash and hope no one found them. Some made it multiple times in their lives and others only needed the lesson once. Sleeping alone was also problematic where one could be taken advantage of or beaten in the streets for everything they had on their person.
It had been a long time since he had slept without some structure over his head. He never forgot the rough lessons of Zaun though. He had mastered finding little places higher up and out of sight as a young man, and now he didn't quite need those same skills. Apparently they might come in handy.]
Good. I will need you now as always.
[At least until he was healed enough to be on his feet. This was by no means a comment that he needed her all day and night, just the times of vulnerability. He expected that she would wander off as he would to see what this strange world had to offer.
And right now, it was his turn to offer a tired sort of smile and a wave of his hand if any of the locals seemed to be concerned. Jinx had the right attitude to be opposite to himself, and that was for the best. He could build himself up as the wounded man with an overprotective crass daughter, and it would open a few doors for future information.
One foot in front of the other, and it did become easier as they moved off of the shifting and uneven stand. He was still wheezing hard by the time the 'city' itself came into view, and he curled his lip in distaste. That was it? Oh, this was going to take some getting used to.]
Ah, our new kingdom. I imagine the inn isn't far, and it does seem to be rapidly expanding. Prison life is good for business then.