Stepping Up

Brute carried himself up the side of the mountain, leaving prints among the volcanic ash as he approached the treacherous lava pools that rest on the peak. He had risen from the spar challenge victorious and unscathed and now it was his turn to meet with the Apollyon and inform him on his interactions with the two males by Firefly Lake. If there were any Ancoras within Ruina and a rogue was searching for them, then it would be best to let Elias know that they were sleuthing about nearby.

Drakan took pause in his ascent of the volcanic mountain, swiveling about on his heels as he peered down to the valley below. There was something about living atop of the mountains that was quite appealing to him. Had he finally found a home after all he had been through? Drakan tossed his head back, raising his jowls to the heavens above and let out a low, throaty call for his Apollyon- Elias Praetor. With his summons made Drakan straightened his crown, his back legs folding beneath him as fell back into a seated posture.


"Speech." Thoughts.