Fairspell Meadow i watched you change

A crocodilian smile slithered onto Koji’s lips when the pale man spat back at him, an amused flick of his tail following quickly after. Oh how fortunate for him to encounter someone with such a easy sense of humor. He let out a melodic hum while taking a few stouthearted steps in the ruffian’s direction, attention wholly taken up by the man’s noteworthy eyes. 

“They’re yours free of charge if ya can get ‘em, old man” he dared, a light snicker befalling his lips while doing so. The vagabond’s gaze shifted then from the mismatched eyes of the stranger to his thickly dyed crimson crown. Perhaps it was foolish to taunt a man soaked in the blood of what Koji could only assume to be his enemies, but then again, getting drunk off adrenaline sure did sound appealing to the anarchist.