[He fishes something out - a matchbox? - and tosses it to Rin, in a light, underhanded swing. Easy to catch.]
Follow the road out of Bavan north, to the coast. East from there is where I'm staying; you won't miss it. [He jerks his head toward the matchbox.] That'll get you in. [But just once.]
[A short pause - for a moment, the glow of his eyes goes sharp and cold.] The humans there are off limits. Non-negotiable. [If you need to feed - do it before you show up.]
[Then the glow dims back to its usual level.] Tell anyone you're looking for Stocke; they'll find me.
[Through all this, Stocke... neglects to mention the place Rin "won't miss" is an entire city, if not quite on the scale of Bavan or Vandare. Oh boy.]
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[He fishes something out - a matchbox? - and tosses it to Rin, in a light, underhanded swing. Easy to catch.]
Follow the road out of Bavan north, to the coast. East from there is where I'm staying; you won't miss it. [He jerks his head toward the matchbox.] That'll get you in. [But just once.]
[A short pause - for a moment, the glow of his eyes goes sharp and cold.] The humans there are off limits. Non-negotiable. [If you need to feed - do it before you show up.]
[Then the glow dims back to its usual level.] Tell anyone you're looking for Stocke; they'll find me.
[Through all this, Stocke... neglects to mention the place Rin "won't miss" is an entire city, if not quite on the scale of Bavan or Vandare. Oh boy.]