It takes a bit longer for Blake to work his way off the back of that wagon, and as his feet touch down on something much more resembling civilization, he's rubbing the sleep from his eyes to take it all in.
Cadens looks fantastical. The walled city reminds Blake of many a book set in times and places where castles and kingdoms were the norm. Parapets, battlements, moats, tall arrow windows — it's all right there as if he'd stepped into a very elaborate movie set. Where it differs, Blake notes, comes first to him in the attire. It's richer than that what's been described in his history books (although still nothing he can imagine himself wearing).
He catches up to Dean, saying, "Listen, Carl Douglas, I'll need some work, too. There anything to be made dispatchin' ninjas in these parts?" Because as nice as it is to have a room for the night, Blake makes no bones about needing to immediately address his human needs: air, food, water, shelter, clothing, sleep, and—
"No, never mind all that. I gotta take a piss like a race horse," he admits. It was a long fucking wagon ride, okay? "So maybe if you don't wanna see me do the dance..." Point him towards a bathroom. Or tell him that his destination is immediately on the right.
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Cadens looks fantastical. The walled city reminds Blake of many a book set in times and places where castles and kingdoms were the norm. Parapets, battlements, moats, tall arrow windows — it's all right there as if he'd stepped into a very elaborate movie set. Where it differs, Blake notes, comes first to him in the attire. It's richer than that what's been described in his history books (although still nothing he can imagine himself wearing).
He catches up to Dean, saying, "Listen, Carl Douglas, I'll need some work, too. There anything to be made dispatchin' ninjas in these parts?" Because as nice as it is to have a room for the night, Blake makes no bones about needing to immediately address his human needs: air, food, water, shelter, clothing, sleep, and—
"No, never mind all that. I gotta take a piss like a race horse," he admits. It was a long fucking wagon ride, okay? "So maybe if you don't wanna see me do the dance..." Point him towards a bathroom. Or tell him that his destination is immediately on the right.