#rootedsprite

    Sees an Elaine, so don’t mind him. He’s just gonna scoop her up, and carry her off. As to what he plans on doing, who knows. Probably something along the lines of spoiling her. Which may or may not involve him turning to his thieving ways again. He would never.

            “Ye canna tell me that you an’ that Black Hound are th’ only livin’ things in this whooooooole Forest, right?  Even regular auld human forests got deer an’ foxes an’ things. ♫”

It sure had been a while. Everything looked different, yet the same. The city felt bigger than last time he saw it, but the wind that blew through his wild hair was still the same that messed it years ago, when he was a no more than a young teenager. Ban used to live in there before having to deal with problems in his household. He and his parents never got along and it played a huge part on him getting involved with illegal activities as a teen. However, one day he just grew tired of living as a criminal and decided to apply for a college. Surprisingly enough, he managed to do it after catching up with all those years he spent being a complete hooligan. And there he was, before the gates of the great University of Liones. He yawned and rubbed his eyes to get rid of the effects of a badly slept night on his eyelids. His shirt was a little bit wrinkled and looked like it was lazily buttoned up by an equally lazy student. Ban sighed and adjusted his bag on his back. It was going to be a long day.

   🐺  “ ---Yes Ma’am. “ 🐺