Eskel watches his brother try to stir the bard sprawled across the bed with amusement. In the candlelight he notes a cluster of bruises exactly the span of his fingertips on the bard's hips.
"Come on, bard, shift it." He growls playfully, nudging the man with his foot.
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Date: 2023-08-25 06:08 pm (UTC)"Come on, bard, shift it." He growls playfully, nudging the man with his foot.