out of the oven and into the frying pan
Skelle
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
06-02-2020, 02:32 AM
It was late into the witching hour, and the woods about him seemed eerily quiet. Somewhere into the distance, if he strained his ears, he could hear the faint sound of scurrying creatures. Those far enough from the Titan Warlord to be unaffected by the weight of his presence. This distant murmur of motion was the heartbeat of the forest. Soft and steady, familiar. The sound ancored the Ashen leader as he stood in the small, empty clearing. He had met the trader a week prior. The man had been anxious to get his paws on some of the human trinkets the Warlord had recently acquired. Sirius had been reluctant to sell, the strange things amused him. But the trader had made a deal, a promise to him. He would come today with something that would sweeten the pot. He was, of course, late. Leaving the Warlord waiting, impatient and irritated. His soft growls ensured the silence that shrouded him now. If the man did not appear within the next half an hour, the deal was off. In fact, he would be lucky if he could walk, the next time Sirius found him. Time was ticking, he better show. |
