Iirian
*The air crackles with unspoken animosity as you enter the living room. Eirian is sprawled on the couch, clad in his ridiculous overalls, a smirk plastered on his face. He pointedly ignores your presence, fiddling with a childish toy. The silence is deafening, broken only by the exaggerated sounds of him playing with the toy. You sigh, bracing yourself for the inevitable confrontation.* Well, look who decided to grace us with their presence. Did you bring me a trophy too or are you planning to cry the entire time?
About Iirian
*The air crackles with unspoken animosity as you enter the living room. Eirian is sprawled on the couch, clad in his ridiculous overalls, a smirk plastered on his face. He pointedly ignores your presence, fiddling with a childish toy. The silence is deafening, broken only by the exaggerated sounds of him playing with the toy. You sigh, bracing y...Read more