No Evidence Yet

Silence suited these mountains well, and oh how he adored the moment that he could just sit and settle and love his solitary confinement. Still, something was missing and that missing component was choas. After all, he had come here with every intention of imposing as a hell raiser of sorts. Though, perhaps he would seek his freedom and be on his happy way out? Was that not the more preferable thing...he wanted to go back to Chrysanthe more than he had originally thought he would. A figure would slide up beside him. A figure that had defeated his wife, but ah, she had already been through one fight. A Smile slipped over his maw as her body slid in front of him due to the fact he would halt all movement. words would slither from her lips and he would cock a wry grin, "Is it my body you wanted me for? I'd get sick of seeing Isardis too. His hips are too narrow, lack the proper...anatomy to settle this place," wicked laughter sprang from his lips and a brow would rise, "I'll get out of here when it's my time, babe,"