[ it isn’t long after Laios’ advert that choso shows up, drifting through the bustle like a wrecker at sea. finding his way around isn’t hard, but it’s the smells that lead him true this time. ]
Hello, Laios. How much do you have right now?
[ he’s a mess, choso is, filthy with battle and blood and the churned earth, but his eyes shine lively from his mask of horror, and his stomach lets out a Noise that speaks novels for him. ]
A.2
Hello, Laios. How much do you have right now?
[ he’s a mess, choso is, filthy with battle and blood and the churned earth, but his eyes shine lively from his mask of horror, and his stomach lets out a Noise that speaks novels for him. ]