I'm Not a Hero Anymore

Interlude Conversations

On another side.

Under the night sky, atop the tallest building a being sat cross legged at the building’s edge. Dressed in a dark red sleeveless long coat and from it his not too muscular arms. It was light that with a small breeze it danced. A dark blue rus pants and a pair of faux leather looking pair of shoes.

The coat was left unbuttoned revealing his well toned pecs and abs. His facial features were soft yet defined. His long fiery hair tied to a pony tail resting on his chest. His breathing was calm, his eyes closed. Overall he looked tranquil even from the height he sat.

Sensing a presence he slowly open his eyes. Black sclera, just like the night bordered a beautiful shade of blue irises which shifted to the corner.

“What have we here?” He spoke in a slightly gruff voice. “The one abandoned by her own kin, hated and misused by the humans she thought might accept her, the tainted blood elf… Have you enjoyed the show I put on?”

“…”

“You know… this beautiful, quiet nightscape,” H