[ Come the Spring's muddy season, Eursulon will be just as dirty as the white wolf. But that's a tale for another day. Today, Eursulon is just enjoying the atmosphere, the good food, the good drink, and the good company.
He can't help but think of his friends back home and wonder how they would react to this place. Obviously, Ame would be right in her element, while Suvi would be anxious being so removed from the Citadel and her cause.
Thinking of Ame and Suvi makes Eursulon think of the adventures they've had together. All the way back to that summer as children, and more recent adventures, like surviving the witches' conclave at the North Pole, or freeing Naram in Port Talon. As he thinks back on those times, Eursulon finds himself singing a tune under his breath— the folk song which the people of Port Talon sang to celebrate Orima and Naram's reunion. His voice isn't anything remarkable, and he's not usually one for singing, but the mood strikes him as right for a song. ]
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He can't help but think of his friends back home and wonder how they would react to this place. Obviously, Ame would be right in her element, while Suvi would be anxious being so removed from the Citadel and her cause.
Thinking of Ame and Suvi makes Eursulon think of the adventures they've had together. All the way back to that summer as children, and more recent adventures, like surviving the witches' conclave at the North Pole, or freeing Naram in Port Talon. As he thinks back on those times, Eursulon finds himself singing a tune under his breath— the folk song which the people of Port Talon sang to celebrate Orima and Naram's reunion. His voice isn't anything remarkable, and he's not usually one for singing, but the mood strikes him as right for a song. ]