Crevan Espane aep Caomhan Macha

❝ 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫. ❞

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Siphoning through paper after paper he’d written, pages of notes, diagrams and others among the any books he’d have in his possession amidst the various other furniture he’d have. All of it; an utter mess. Destroyed. Trashed. Vandalized. Avallac’h grew mildly irate at the very sight of his lab; how it was left after the visit of a certain group of people paying it a visit. Regardless, he’d say absolutely nothing. The Aen Elle huffed through his nose a bit, gently as he hesitated. A part of simply just didn’t want to clean this mess up. The state of his lab was completely miserable.

Eventually, however... The sage forced himself to continue forth; making his way further in, picking up whatever was in his path and placing it somewhere, temporarily, for the sake of keeping it safe and out of the way. Out of his path. Why did he ever trust them not to make such a massive mess of his hide out? Humans. Always so destructive. Violent. Disrespectful. This was the main reason why Avallac’h disliked them so much; on top of stealing his beloved from him along with the Elder Blood he swore to protect. The same blood that had lead him to Zireael.

Well... There was no use getting worked up over it for the time being... For now, it would seem cleaning this place up would be fore the best. The nagging from the other he’d brought from home had bared absolutely no help to him. None at all. Either by his wish or her’s, he had ultimately taken her home. Both for her own sake and his own. Avallac’h is more than well aware of his miscalculation. There was no need for her to rub his nose in it.

“Yeá? Que glosse?”

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