Mayor of Bloodstone, King of Thieves

its finally seasonably appropriate to shove this up my ass

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She shrugged and brushed her blue bangs away. “But honestly I was thinking of staying in Bloodstone a few days, then leaving to Oakfield.”

"Ah, so you're looking for a place to stay?"

——“I do hope you have a good reason for disturbing me this evening. You know I often do not see to those who are not invited.”

"Trust me, I know that quirk of mine all too well - saved my life, on many occasions. I'm guessing it continued to do so, considering...?"

Includes attack

I mean again I don’t want the point of this to be my sob story or whatever but if you could reblog this it would seriously mean a lot 

hahaha i do that alll the time!! to bad he’s not interatable

"I believe we got off on the wrong foot. To be honest, I’ve heard a lot of good things about you.. Kinda." I scratched my neck. “Actually there weren’t that good. Although you’re a hero, you aren’t very good are you? I’ve heard of your parties.” I laughed and shrugged. “But I’ve also heard you’ve got a great skill.”  I said, motioning to the gun Reaver’s been fiddling with.

"However, I'm still left a bit curious. What brings a woman like you to such a place as Bloodstone?" 

"Well, to be fair, he started it." I defended, shrugging slightly. I noticed his hand on his pistol but brushed it away.  "So, you’re Reaver huh? Not so badass looking as I’ve heard, if you don’t mind me saying. I’m Maya.”

He glanced up to her after a moment, a brow raised.