gonna do what i want to ❖ intro

[Damian]

❖ He arrived at Blackfall in a sort of drugged daze, he couldn't remember much of anything at all, not even how he managed to enter the place. Just snippets, glimpses of possible memories or perhaps fever dreams, he wasn't sure. However, it was his fault. Substance abuse lead to outcomes like this one where he found himself in an inn's bed with two strangers. Of course, this was by far the first time but what differentiated this situation was that he seemed to be in a completely different area or even city. Per usual, Damian wasn't irritated at all. He liked to be surprised everyday, to experience new places. Strange lands and unknown peoples only meant adventure after all, and as an extremely hedonistic being, this was greatly appreciated by him.

It didn't take long for him to realize that this was where Blackfall resided. The docks, the tough looking denizens, the whole atmosphere, it was all textbook example of the rebellion group that had long torn itself away from the crown. Damian didn't bother much with politics but of course, he agreed with the reason for the split. Good for them, though. Blackfall seemed to be in a rather lively state considering the bustling dock. He quite liked the ambiance and decided that perhaps he should stay a little longer to enjoy whatever fruits the black market had to offer. There was a diverse selection of wares being sold that he simply could not pass up on, and so, the young man could be found perusing the odd items and absentmindedly running a hand through his pale tousled hair.