Garryn’s stance relaxed slightly, his sword lowering as he recognized the familiar figure in the mist. Relief washed over him, mingling with a confusion he struggled to hide. He hadn’t expected to see Jareth—not after these last couple of years. But here he was, the faint glow of his magic cutting through the fog and the chill of the night, looking much the same as he had the last time they’d met. A part of him wanted to believe this was another vision or trick of the mind, but the warmth in Jareth’s voice was unmistakable.
A wary smile tugged at Garryn’s lips, his grip on the sword loosening as he stepped forward.
The warmth between them softened the night, even as the rain drizzled down. Garryn glanced back at the doorway, where a soft whimper drifted from his young griffon, injured and restless. He looked back at Jareth, guilt flickering across his face.
He shook his head, fighting to keep his emotions in check.
Garryn studied Jareth for a moment, the weight of his past lightening, if only slightly, at the sight of his old friend.
@Jareth
A wary smile tugged at Garryn’s lips, his grip on the sword loosening as he stepped forward.
Well, you’re either a good spirit or you’ve finally lost it enough to come after me in the middle of a mess like this,he muttered, a dry chuckle escaping despite the weight of his worries.
Either way, it’s… it’s good to see you, Jareth. Damn good.
The warmth between them softened the night, even as the rain drizzled down. Garryn glanced back at the doorway, where a soft whimper drifted from his young griffon, injured and restless. He looked back at Jareth, guilt flickering across his face.
I wish I could say things were quiet here. I wanted that, you know? But it seems someone’s determined not to let me go in peace.Garryn’s voice grew sharper, hardened by frustration.
Assassins came for me. Thought a dethroned dwarf wouldn’t be missed, but they missed their mark. The griffon… he took a blow meant for me.
He shook his head, fighting to keep his emotions in check.
Now that I’ve come close to losing him, I realize I’m not willing to lose anything else. Whoever’s behind this—they’ll regret it.His eyes narrowed, a flash of the fighter he’d once been gleaming in their depths.
Garryn studied Jareth for a moment, the weight of his past lightening, if only slightly, at the sight of his old friend.
What’s brought you here, truly? Not just a friendly check-in, I imagine.His smile was guarded, but his voice was tinged with hope. After all these years, perhaps there was more left between them than just memories.
@Jareth
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