"If finding housing isn't to your liking, perhaps we might find something to take your mind off of the present circumstances?"
".. A game? You must be joking-"
The masked gentleman looks up to the awning that hangs above the entryway leading up and into the stadium. The familiar sound of cheering and taunts floods his ears, bringing him back to the chance encounter he'd shared in the Colosseum with warrior known as Chrom. While there was no echoing of matching blades or spells causing explosions, the hidden visage of the male gives a slow nod to the hovering creature, a faint smirk coming to his lips.
"Though, I suppose watching what sorts of customs these people take part in wouldn't hurt. Very well. Lead the way, Ike."
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8/Exploration
He stood out like a sore thumb, his mask drawing more attention than he'd cared to bring. Like an outhouse in the desert, Marth was certainly an outlandish looking gentleman considering that his face was hidden by the ornate decorations of a dark blue mask. Eyes are covered, invisible through the small ports which are cast into the disguise, fashioned to look more like a pair of butterfly wings than a simple means to keep his identity hidden. The purposes for remaining anonymous had no bearing in this realm, yet he'd arrived with the accessory on his face. His assumption was to best keep it that way, at least for now.
Walking through the city streets, poking his head into allies and beaten paths, there was much of this realm to explore. It was only a matter of time before some one called upon the odd looking man, making Marth worry and wonder on just how one might answer such questions.. or to even pay them any mind at all.
Lucina | Fire Emblem Awakening
"If finding housing isn't to your liking, perhaps we might find something to take your mind off of the present circumstances?"
".. A game? You must be joking-"
The masked gentleman looks up to the awning that hangs above the entryway leading up and into the stadium. The familiar sound of cheering and taunts floods his ears, bringing him back to the chance encounter he'd shared in the Colosseum with warrior known as Chrom. While there was no echoing of matching blades or spells causing explosions, the hidden visage of the male gives a slow nod to the hovering creature, a faint smirk coming to his lips.
"Though, I suppose watching what sorts of customs these people take part in wouldn't hurt. Very well. Lead the way, Ike."
- - - -
8/Exploration
He stood out like a sore thumb, his mask drawing more attention than he'd cared to bring. Like an outhouse in the desert, Marth was certainly an outlandish looking gentleman considering that his face was hidden by the ornate decorations of a dark blue mask. Eyes are covered, invisible through the small ports which are cast into the disguise, fashioned to look more like a pair of butterfly wings than a simple means to keep his identity hidden. The purposes for remaining anonymous had no bearing in this realm, yet he'd arrived with the accessory on his face. His assumption was to best keep it that way, at least for now.
Walking through the city streets, poking his head into allies and beaten paths, there was much of this realm to explore. It was only a matter of time before some one called upon the odd looking man, making Marth worry and wonder on just how one might answer such questions.. or to even pay them any mind at all.