[ The lifted hand is needed — Cain's got literal stacks of parchment. It's obvious he's been at this for a while, if the smudged ink and smudged circles under his eyes aren't enough of a clue on top of the fortress of books and leaning towers of parchment he's build around himself in the hours he's been reading. But the voice and the movement in his peripheral vision are enough to have him lifting his head and offering a friendly wave in a greeting of his own.
He even kicks out another chair at the table and slides the parchment over at an angle in case the man wants to take a look for himself — he's perfectly willing to share what he's found. ]
Royal intrigue in our very own Wyver. Take a look.
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He even kicks out another chair at the table and slides the parchment over at an angle in case the man wants to take a look for himself — he's perfectly willing to share what he's found. ]
Royal intrigue in our very own Wyver. Take a look.