Sunbeam Lair A day of golden greetings

Sorrel, they repeated. It was a nice sounding name. His ears pricked at her next sentence. Can't smell. "Oh? I can barley h-hear at times." It wasn't because he was almost deaf, it was because he was constantly hearing whispered and scrambled words no one else could hear.

"I was o-one of the founders of Ryūjin," he answered, "When I w-was little, Asterr saved my l-life, so I swore my loyalty"