Hallowed Haunts
10-01-2015, 12:36 PM
 MITHRAS AERIS Mithras threw his head back and howled. He had spent his time in the Northern lands, halfheartedly hoping to find Caia and Faria after the three had wandered their separate ways yet again. He had come up with nothing, and found himself oddly homesick, not having realized that the southern continent had become a home in the first place. The Diamachi were his friends, some of them even felt like family, and he found himself missing their presence in his life. He hoped that perhaps some were lingering near enough to hear his call. The standing stones around him made for a fascinating setting, and the low dusk light was accompanied by a sheath of fog slithering over the ground. It was a eery, powerful sort of evening and he wanted nothing more than to feel the spirits of the land with his friends. Perhaps they could strike out on some adventure, perhaps they could hunt. All he knew was that he wanted to do something, and he wanted to do it now! "Talk" "You" Think |
