Gunnbjorn
Formerly known as Arillious
Arillious almost doubled back at the bland response this man had left him with.
"I must have been in the opposite, then - I haven't been near you."
Very cruel, Arillious almost felt bad - Hale wasn't the joyously annoying man he was the last time he saw him. His senses seemed keen, and he looked worn and tired, Hell seemed like a valid answer judging by his condition.
"Fighting the good fight - I continued to help the Legion fight the Stormcloaks, after the little adventure, Ulfric launched a siege on Solitude the day I got promoted. I lost all my men, my brother, and my Commander - I've been on the run for many months, and now I am here, hungry for revenge. Helping good old Simus rebuild the Legion and retaliate before things get too bad for reparation."
He said so in a more calm tone, not showing any feeling in any of the words. The anger and sadness it once caused him was more than diminished by this time.
He looked to Hale with his same old glare, he doesn't remember ever engaging in conversation with him before just now. His glaring had no effect on him, he must still be used to even after the long absence, he wish he wasn't.
"I must have been in the opposite, then - I haven't been near you."
Very cruel, Arillious almost felt bad - Hale wasn't the joyously annoying man he was the last time he saw him. His senses seemed keen, and he looked worn and tired, Hell seemed like a valid answer judging by his condition.
"Fighting the good fight - I continued to help the Legion fight the Stormcloaks, after the little adventure, Ulfric launched a siege on Solitude the day I got promoted. I lost all my men, my brother, and my Commander - I've been on the run for many months, and now I am here, hungry for revenge. Helping good old Simus rebuild the Legion and retaliate before things get too bad for reparation."
He said so in a more calm tone, not showing any feeling in any of the words. The anger and sadness it once caused him was more than diminished by this time.
He looked to Hale with his same old glare, he doesn't remember ever engaging in conversation with him before just now. His glaring had no effect on him, he must still be used to even after the long absence, he wish he wasn't.