i know one thing for certain
sorcerer
Bloodletter
Bulwark
12-16-2021, 03:19 PM
The Ashen Empire Tournament as his older sister called it would be approaching soon. To say that Ghoul lacked skill would be an understatement. Not really having the urge to venture far from their den or the nook, Ghoul could care less about fighting others that weren't his brother Macabre. It was fun picking on the ball of chaos that his speckled brother was. Yet, he wanted to impress his mama and he needed to learn some fighting skills at some point. Having heard that a few of the older males in the pack were experienced in sparring, he made his way to the nook. Wandering down the craggy mountainside to the cluster of new growth, Ghoul's rosy eyes peered through the trees. Not a word is spoken as he pauses in the clearing and waits for someone to meet him. |