i'm not the devil but i won't be your hero. || ALL

[Longclaw]

LONGCLAW

-I close my eyes, ignore the smoke-

The blue devil feels cheated.

Newly returned from travels abroad, Longclaw slinks past the stifling fingers of the Tephran forests and makes his way towards the calling. It doesn’t matter in which order he filters in, others have already joined and just there -  he can see Offspring waiting for the rest. Offspring, the only King he’s ever known and yet, never known.

The guard watches him now with focused interest.

“I am old,” He tells them all, a fact Longclaw cannot deny while his own eyes supply the truth of it. The beginnings of disappointment slowly fester in his heart. Had all his time here been nothing but a waste? Warrick - gone. Ellyse as Overseer. Offspring leaving. He will come to see this all pass and yet … not once has he been approached for an extension of familiarity.

Tephra could not care less who she sheltered. He’d tried; Dahmer had gathered his brothers-in-arms once and Longclaw had taken it as guidance. Levi the heir, Diable the blind; both had come to know him and his mettle. But those who he constantly raised above the rest? “Do I even exist to them?” He wonders, listening halfheartedly to Ellyse give her acceptance.

The blackness in his gut grips him hard. A familiar body passes by him, (Diable, the bloody roan) and it snaps him to attention with stoic focus. “I serve the guard, so now I serve you, Queen Ellyse.” He states mildly after his peer has left, dipping the dark curve of his head with silent respect. The time for irritation could wait. There were horses about, others were watching. In reverence his eyes tip aside and so his face follows, eagerly filling his vision with the aged King he admired so.

“Will you be staying in Tephra, Offspring?”

OOC: Longclaw is content to remain as-is! He's just salty bc Offspring never became his bff