Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140404170938/@comment-3293219-20140405214554

"Thank God for Maria's ability to think ahead..." Set mumbled, wondering what he would have called them otherwise.

Perhaps he could have named them after his grandfather, Legolas, but that wasn't exactly a name sake to live up to.

He sighed and took them, scooping them in each arm and looking down, with a look of concern.

Cyrus... I've heard that name before... He thought, as he slowly stepped towards the mouth of the cave.

I have to get out of here, I can't exactly raise them in this shit hole...

Maria mentioned a city, somewhere they could be safe...

Perhaps I could leave them at the chapel or something, leave them in a basket, with a note...

He sighed and shook his head, feeling incredibly dissapointed with his lack of imagination. "Don't suppose that bird lady could come back and help me raise them, could she?" He looked up at the sky, as if he was actually expecting it, to nobody's surprise, nothing happened and he was forced to move on.