❝𝐿𝓊𝒸𝒾𝑒𝓃 𝒟𝑒𝓈𝓇𝑜𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓇𝓈❞
Male // Twenty-Two // Elf // Homoromantic Demisexual
Affiliation DragonBane Guild // Occupation Baker // Powers/Abilities Healing, Dream Manipulation
Location Market // Feeling Calm, a bit embarrassed and drained // Tags Owa
A fabric bag hung from his right shoulder, it was heavy with a mix of different packs of vibrant berries he'd collected from a market stand and another bag on the same shoulder but over the other was filled with quite a few bottles of milk all neatly placed inside for the trip home. If he could make it there. Lucien sighed to himself as he struggled to carry the heavy bags of flour and not drop them in his efforts to get them back. Where he bought from usually carried them in understanding that he still needed to carry other things as well or simply dropped it off after the market was closed for the day but today there was someone knew there and he certainly wasn't about to ask for the same 'special treatment'. The elven man stumbled and fell forward with a surprised yelp, landing on his knees with the bags of flour thankfully intact but on the ground in front of him. Lucien groaned in distress before quickly checking the bags hanging from his shoulder to make sure nothing had broken. With a relieved sigh, he looked up to realize he had just fallen in front of a human and quickly grew embarrassed. "I-I'm sorry about that.." Lucien apologized as he avoided meeting the gaze of the other as if ashamed of the 'show' he'd put on in his amazing fall.