[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Barnabas merely grunted, that now-familiar inhuman look forming in his features as he let that attention and hold slip.



"To turn aside from this would be spitting on the entire reason we're doing this, and rightfully draw the god's ire for our hypocrisy. Roland is right."

It looked like he was about to just run towards the village, but then just, stood beside Roland, not quite looming but a sense of expectation perhaps, like, he wanted to be moving but was waiting for something.