Private Tales Papa Don't Take No Mess

A private roleplay only for those invited by the first writer
My face is your face, Ameris thought in regards to the fae being frightened of him. It was no worry though. He would be on his best behavior and do this simple (ish) task that he had been given by his father.

"Sindha, balir, harnus." He repeated, committing the words to memory.

Ameris nodded at his father once more and then left on his journey to the Temple. The trip there by himself was not difficult and he soon found himself at the entrance.

His first task and he could not fail it.

He took knee and bowed his head before speaking the three words.

"Sindha, balir, harnus."


He waited with his head bowed still for the Priest to bring his first family out.