Fingers drift lazily throughout the silken, darkened tresses he bears. they twist and tug and plait in slow, studious timing. he had shunned each and all from his chambers as he would prepare for a ballroom festivity in some low end nobility home somewhere in the backwash of Minrathous. a tedious affair, but one that required the company of the magisterium, so thus — he had to attend. but he was not so loathe to dress up in finery and woo the masses. so his mood was high. or at least, as high as he could muster.
❛ I do take it my guards are aware of your presence, Valitus child. Though I was not made aware of your visit, so please do forgive my … disgruntled state. I am at an understanding that, however, you will be joining us later at the little .. get together that the Ellarius family are hosting. Such fun. ❜
For a moment, he’ll pause in his greeting. reach out and feel about for the familiar feel of a brush, which he then moves to run through the remaining, unplaited portions of his lengthy hair. voice melodic and soothing. much in contrast with the grisly sight ‘pon his exposed chest. ❛ Though I doubt you are here for small talk on such matters. Whatever can I do for you? ❜
