[Concord, as was his duty, followed behind the King like his shadow. A gleaming shadow, if there ever was one. The man was tall, broad, and had a mane of bright, silver hair curling out in all directions. It collected into a long braid that swung behind him, ending just above his hips. A center part left bangs to frame his features, a gaunt face with five beauty marks, in the precise pattern of the brightest constellation in the night sky. His forehead had a golden tattoo, or so it appeared to most people, a rune of some sort. He had a stern look about him and wore pristinely his military garb at nearly all times. Rare was it to see him look disheveled.
He only sat once the King was seated, taking the last one available. Besides Ali.
His piercing green eyes met the dragon, who spoke to him with utmost condescension. The Knight Commander's face did not react, not beyond a single, long blink. The table fell entirely silent.
Concord reached to take the pages indicated to him. Maintaining a wordless gaze with Ali, he crumpled and shoved them all into his mouth, before slowly and defiantly chewing them up.]
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Date: 2022-12-13 04:26 am (UTC)He only sat once the King was seated, taking the last one available. Besides Ali.
His piercing green eyes met the dragon, who spoke to him with utmost condescension. The Knight Commander's face did not react, not beyond a single, long blink. The table fell entirely silent.
Concord reached to take the pages indicated to him. Maintaining a wordless gaze with Ali, he crumpled and shoved them all into his mouth, before slowly and defiantly chewing them up.]