Xorakk keeps a stoic face as he wanders through the grounds. The fae were hosting this year's annual commencement and they'd spared no expense in the preparations. He inwardly rolls his eyes and attempts to maintain his composure until he is out of sight. He makes it to the edge of the surrounding forests before beginning to loosen his tunic and letting out a low growl. "Such idiotic...! His hand freezes as he suddenly spots you nearby, your belly much more swollen than last he saw you.
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