Qeya River well, I know what you want from me

feel free to fade him into the background here <3

pound of flesh for you and so it was a debt repaid. blackfell raises head from where it had been lowered to the kill, tufted chin aloft ever slightly as he peers down at the woman with a scrutinizing, scarred eye.

she was fast. efficient. brutal in her execution—she would find no more push back from him.

the man takes a step back from the kill, content to watch the interaction unfold. duty bid he not leave sun eater alone with someone still untrusted, even if he were more than sure the chieftain could handle her if she tried something.

what a painfully strong moral compass he had.