[Syrlya wishes that was the only part that mattered. Just his face alone reveals he's not native to Horos, so unless an alien invasiok just started--an Aion is the only thing he could be.]
What an easy thing to say from someone who looks little different from everyone else. [He isn't even phased when it's called out. Pleroma, Kenoma, they'd be wary no matter what.
His eyes narrow at Amos charges. Brawler, melee--he thinks he can lead him off.
So he lets Amos draw closer, pulling the shield forward--and a thinly visible magic barrier circles over him. He'll allow Amos to crash into it if he doesn't stop himself, and then turns on his heels to move down the street and put distance between them again.]
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What an easy thing to say from someone who looks little different from everyone else. [He isn't even phased when it's called out. Pleroma, Kenoma, they'd be wary no matter what.
His eyes narrow at Amos charges. Brawler, melee--he thinks he can lead him off.
So he lets Amos draw closer, pulling the shield forward--and a thinly visible magic barrier circles over him. He'll allow Amos to crash into it if he doesn't stop himself, and then turns on his heels to move down the street and put distance between them again.]