Leviathan
Ghorua relaxed visibly as the people around the room were dropped. He had let himself get distracted by the Forcie, and his collected composure had waned. As he still struggled to compose himself, he didn't notice Akhilleus' fatigue at the feat. Perhaps if he were a Force-User himself, he would know the strain it required to perform what had just happened, but he wasn't, so he didn't.
Ghorua looked on at Akhilleus as he spoke, and obliged with his request. Ghorua had half-expected the Hellyni to kill him there, tie up a large loose end. But when he didn't, Ghorua smiled genuinely again. Perhaps there was a little respect in his eyes. Perhaps the large black orbs hadn't changed a bit.
"Of course," The Herglic drawled, waiting until the man was out of earshot before finishing his sentence. "Your Majesty."
The cantina had gone silent as Akhilleus left, eyes wide and terrified. Ghorua stood up to his full height, bellowing out with gusto. "Next round's on me, gentlemen!" With that, the bar went back to it's regularly scheduled programming; that is, rowdy, boisterous laughter.
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Ghorua looked on at Akhilleus as he spoke, and obliged with his request. Ghorua had half-expected the Hellyni to kill him there, tie up a large loose end. But when he didn't, Ghorua smiled genuinely again. Perhaps there was a little respect in his eyes. Perhaps the large black orbs hadn't changed a bit.
"Of course," The Herglic drawled, waiting until the man was out of earshot before finishing his sentence. "Your Majesty."
The cantina had gone silent as Akhilleus left, eyes wide and terrified. Ghorua stood up to his full height, bellowing out with gusto. "Next round's on me, gentlemen!" With that, the bar went back to it's regularly scheduled programming; that is, rowdy, boisterous laughter.
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