“This is a real nice one, Sir. I am glad you decided to buy it…it really does fit your look quite well.”
“Looks like you are making fun of me….”
“Not at all Sir…I was simply…”
“This scythe is bulky, huge and expensive…does not fit me one bit...”
“Uh…”
The weapons dealer was quite lost for...
Just as Cholkin finished saying those words, both Selyoir and Ratnik closed their eyes at the same time, as if remembering a tale that was never passed down.
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"We must have faith in them." he said. As he would every meeting, the King of Quaslo addressed the fourteen figures of darkness...
Ratnik had a blank look on his face as the man known as Cholkin expressed his disappointment. It seemed that Ratnikn was about to say something, but he simply opened his mouth and then right after closed it.
As they were walking behind the princess, Ratnik caught his eye once more. He motioned...
Ratnik and the others noticed the princess' grand entrance into the town hall. They were looking on her from above; maybe it was because of this that Ratnik was extremely agitated. His eyes kept shifting around and his clenched his hands multiple times underneath his cloak. Then it happened: she...
"Can I help you?"
The man came to where the group was with quite the curious and annoyed look on his face. It seems Ratnik and the others were not welcome...
"Can I help you?" the man repeated, perhaps thinking they had not heard him the first time. Ratnik glanced at the others for a while...
Ratnik's eyes darted around the table, as he made eye contact with every one around him. Some of them were weirded out while the others did not notice his attention on them. As the Guildmistress left, Elinora followed her out nervously and talked with the her. After a few seconds, Elinora seemed...
Ratnik had closed his eyes momentarily and sat completely still. Gradually, his shoulders began to relax, and his head drooped forward. Every few seconds, he was mumbling some gibberish.
However, no one in the guild was paying attention to this at all. While some were busy working, most of the...
Further away from the guildmistress, also on the second floor, was Ratnik. He was certainly an oddity there; he wore a cloak inside the guild halls and was completely bandaged up. Away from the crowd, he was sitting on a table which had many different loose papers and books. He was rummaging...
Name: Ratnik
Alias: The Reaper
Age: 45+
Gender: Male
Height: 5’9
Appearance: His face is covered by bandages completely, leaving only his eyes and mouth exposed. He wears baggy clothes, usually a brown cloak and walks bare-footed. His hands look burnt, which leads many to speculate he was once...