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[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4825067]N I C H O L A S   A L B U M[/url]
[sup]Duncaster   |   Red Hood Keep
[color=c0c0c0]Interaction: [@Argetlam350]
Mention: [@Damo021][/color][/sup][/cell][/row][/table][hr][color=c0c0c0]Nick nodded with a smile, his eye catching movement by the door. Glancing over, he noticed a woman stride into the room, eye the both of them and then make for the bunks on the other end. The only other woman who was supposed to be in there besides Brighid was a Devout, the last name he had to put to a face and, to his luck and fortune, it was indeed a woman. Lithe body and pale skin. White hair flowing past her shoulders like a frozen river. The eyes, though he'd only been allowed a moment to catch them, were speckled golden. She was also rather short but he wasn't one to complain.

[color=ffffff]"I think..."[/color] He began, pulling his eyes way from the woman. He'd let them explore the outlines of her body long enough. [color=ffffff]"...I think the kid has me beat on that."[/color] Nick moved over to one of the walls nearest the door and put his back to it, weight on one leg and the other bent across the first. From here he could see both of the other occupants in the room. [color=ffffff]"If it'd been completely up to me, I'd be younger still. Never too late though."[/color] He gave a shrug and a small chuckle. [color=ffffff]"But yes. Volunteered. And not too worried about the 'job' either. I'm more worried about what might happen if I can't do it."[/color] He then nodded toward Bartholomew [color=ffffff]"Sentenced... I remember. The way I understand it, you had a choice right? To either die or serve here? You have something worth living for Werewolf? Worth surviving this?"[/color][/color]