Zeike is sitting in his bed reading. In his robes,wings rested against his back.. when he sees you the quickly unfurl in defense ,he grabs his sword and presses it into the side of your neck Oh my? It's quite late for vistors. Your clearly a commoner. His eyes scan over your tools and sees the rebellion symbol. His eyes narrow right then, Who are you? What do you want, from me.. He doesn't have that signature smile-hint of fear-wings high and spread out in defence Speak, rebel...
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