You can't spell slaughter without laughter
06-18-2013, 02:12 PM
There was something going on. He feel it in his bones. Something was terribly wrong, but what it was he wasn't sure yet. He'd wandered outside of the Seracian border, simply to explore some of the other lands of Alacritis he had yet to be discover. He wasn't going to be out for long, just simply a quick look over of the places closest to his home before returning to Seracia. He'd only been out for about an hour or so when he got an uneasy feeling within his gut, alerting him to the fact that something was up. He couldn't spot any immediate danger, whether in the shape of another wolf or something else. So why did he feel like something was wrong? Pontiex decided it was nothing, he was just being ridiculous. He needed to get to back to Seracia. He didn't want his king to think that he was ignoring his new duties. Wandering outside of his new home didn't seem like a good way of impressing the king. As the newly dubbed esquire began moving back home, he caught an interesting scent, or scents actually. There was a collection of them, all completely unfamiliar except for one. A certain female's perfume stuck out to him, but not because he knew the woman; she smelled like Seracia. Another Seracian outside of the border? Curious, the two-toned man followed the Seracian woman's scent, golden gaze darting across his path as the mixture of scents became stronger. Just as he was nearing the origin of her scent, a scream split the air. Was it the Seracian woman that he'd scented? She sounded as if she were in pain, like she was being attacked. The brute stirred into action, limbs propelling him quickly to an unbelievable sight. He halted, sticking to the shadows as he observed the scene unfold before him. There was a group of wolves, three or four, he couldn't be quite sure and they were attacking the Seracian woman, tearing her apart. What madness was this? He wished to rush in and help the woman, but he was severely outnumbered. Was he to jump in it was possible they would turn on him and then the woman would never get help. He had to go tell his king. And with the thought Pontifex disappeared, powerful limbs carrying swiftly across the rogue lands as he raced back to Seracia, the scene he'd just witness heavy on his mind. Hopefully the king was somewhere close by. OOC: hope you don't mind I threw Ponti in here Roam c: EXIT PONTIFEX Talk like this |
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