<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTRyEXuXMJgi-XCzouqS6y76mCOQylKoyi335SlK_K7HyrCqL8ZvA)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Deshco Corran<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kitchen<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alumaya, Valarian, Amadaiya, open.<br/><hr/><br/>Deshco quirked a brow slightly, recognizing inner pain when he saw it. He had his own demons chasing him. "Perhaps, then, it be a story for when no other ears are present. To have survived, you surely have a warrior's spirit." He said lightly. To the nomad, fighting was the way of life, with how combative his people were. He could recognize that in others. " don't assume I'll think worse of you for whatever burdens you. We al must do what we can to live in these times." He murmured to her