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[wxdruid]

Gwen smiles as she puts her hand back down. It looks handsome on you.

[AmberVael]

Fenix smiles back, his ears reddening a little.
Thank you.

[wxdruid]

Gwen continues to smile and asks, So other than the new tattoo, how are things going?

[AmberVael]

Fenix sighs.
Not as well as they could be.

[wxdruid]

I'm sorry to hear that, do you need anything?

[AmberVael]

Nothing more than what you have already given.
He smiles and places his gloved hand on Gwen's shoulder.
Your care is enough.

[wxdruid]

Just ask if you need anything. I'm usually around somewhere.

[AmberVael]

I will, Gwen.
Fenix removes his hand from her shoulder and smiles at her.

[wxdruid]

Gwen smiles unsure of what to say, suddenly a yowl is heard from the backroom. Gwen looks towards the back, I think Rain is calling for me.

[AmberVael]

Fenix nods and smiles.
I'll see you around, Gwen.
He waves as he turns and goes out the door.

[wxdruid]

Bye Fenix, Gwen goes into the back

[The_Paradigm]

Josiah simply walks back into town as if he had never been away. For those that knew him before he slipped off into the everlasting darkness that is night he seems different now. Changed. He somehow seems... darker. He's still much the same, but maybe it's the scar that traces across his cheek or the short sword that he carries upside down along his spine plus an assortment of daggers across his person. Or maybe it's the fact that his eyes look dead from time to time, as if he's seen too much of the world and it's put a dousing rush of water on the unquenchable fire that was once his spirit. Regardless of all this, one thing remains true.

He's back, and he's ready to go back to work on his passions.

If ever he's asked about where he was, his face goes hard and as his eyes go distant he only gives one reply. "War is hell."

OOC: Which it indeed is. It's good to be back, everyone.