<div class="floatright">(http://40.media.tumblr.com/cb53d8644e7870ad8a7092e2fa6f07d6/tumblr_nd6zb1ubBk1qzx74yo1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Corrin Arwi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=283758.msg13964542#msg13964542)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1st January, 2018<br/><strong>Status:</strong>----<br/><strong>Notes/Triggers:</strong><br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>All~<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Corrin took the key offered to him with a bow of his head, and a simple, “Yes,” as the man told him his would call ahead. He looked briefly after the Redcap with a brief frown, but turned to the stunning Sidhe woman who had shown interest in joining him. “Go where you will, it matters not to me.” His tone was as dismissive as his words, but they were both lies, glad that someone would come along with him - a skilled warrior was not something to turn away carelessly.<br/><br/>The dark pooka focused on the soft spoken Quinn as he told them of what he had felt, and suddenly fear gripped Corrin, the reality of what they were hunting coming clear. “Nothing we can’t handle,” he said with a confidence he didn’t feel. “Here, my phone is always off but voicemail is a gift of the gods...” He shared with the gathered his number and pulled his cell from a pocket - it was quite clearly on with a picture of an aloof black cat on it. He tapped in any numbers given to him, then he looked to Arwen. “Ready to go? Sooner rather than later,” he said, though he’d rather<em>never</em>was a choice.<br/>