Hideaway Strath If it wasn't for bad luck...

You’re totally good! I was excited to RP with you anyway haha ٩( ᐛ )و

His surroundings are dark, not much but the sickly blue light of the moon upon them this night. It hardly illuminated much though, for the woman only a few feet ahead of him is still pitch black. Truly a stunning coat, so well tuned for hunting in the dark he’s almost jealous. Yet he knows his own coat is well tuned for camouflage as well, he just has to be in the right setting perhaps. 

Though that is besides the point. What he’s truly interested in is her as a whole — what skills she could possess or odd talents. Can she kill? That’s what he wants to know, but for now he will settle with a name for he doesn’t want to scare this pretty little raven away. 

So they continue — a name for a name. “Kynareth Deagon of the Abbey, if you’d like to get specific.” He hums back easily, a slight upwards tilts of his chin to her. “Your name is interesting, dear. How did you come to have that? What does it mean?”