Harvest of Plenty [Valhallan Autumn Festival]

Coming all the way north alone to observe this festival was not a decision Eligos had made lightly. The Abraxas had many enemies in the north and while Eli didn't fear death he certainly had a healthy respect for the rather permanent ramifications of it, and had no interest in courting that mistress so soon in his life for a lark. It certainly helped that he very little resembled his more well known family members. Put him side by side with his cousins and you could certainly pick out shared features, but alone with his slender build and his muted dark colors and red eyes there was little resemblance. He had even taken care to stay outside of pack bounds, patrolling the loner lands, and remaoning out of contact with all but his siblings and beloved father, sso that the scent of the empire sat very lightly upon him. It had been unsettling to not carry a scent that meant home to him, but he had deemed it wiser to be discrete. Several ponds with sandy bottoms and soaproot had rid him of the last faint clinging traces so that he now smelled only of soap and sweat and cedar. It made him sad to smell no more of the Risen Empire than any of the loners walking around so blithely.

He had arrived in time to hear the speech given by the wolf he assumed to be the alpha of the pack putting together the festival. He was skeptical that her words of peace held any power to stop wolves from coming to blows with any of their enemies they happened upon, so he remained vigilant despite her assurances. A tournament sounded promising, though the feast was likely to yield more in the way of intelligence if he played his cards right. His eyes cautiously followed the pale, glimmering alpha on her way through the crowd, but there was little about him to attract attention and it seemed she had plenty to distract her, so he was satisfied he would remain below the radar. As he palways had preferred. Now, if the Fallen God would be so kind as to guide any Abraxas who might also be in attendance, to kindly not show they knew him...