Maedhros Whean
"In my dream, I see a darkly-tanned man, he looks trouble and smells of dreaming sea hardwoods and citrus trees."
"Go on." Rinara didn't give as much stock in dreams as most of her employees, but Raven had been frazzled for days now, and she had no real friends in the company, not since Siddig Alaisan had been deemed 'unworthy of boyfriend'. Whatever that meant, Rinara didn't know, yet.
"He wears a heavy chain around his neck, with a star at the end, it's mostly steel, but with a silver sheen, he has an earring on his left ear, a small black obsidian bead. His shoulder and upper arm is covered by an intricate weave of tattoos. He smiles at me, and then eats me. And I am no more, I wake up in a sweat, I've had this dreams three times now. Which makes me think I'm ignoring something, something important."
"I know that man."
"Oh, good, we can avoid him now."
"Oh, no, I mean, I just hired him, he's a stage act, he performs 'magicks' for our next party for the Pardoes, he's our next star talent."
"He's got the body of a thug."
"He may have started doing muscle for the Guild, but he's a talent now, try to grow past your prejudices..."
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