Late to the Party
12-08-2020, 02:17 PM
He remained standing in place, the only movement from him was the slow sweep of his head as his gaze swept the territory before him. It was odd to say the least, though it seemed to hold a sense of calm and perhaps even a hint of mystery among those bleached trees. It took a while for someone to show up, but he didn't mind. It simply gave him time to think about the family he hadn't seen since he was young. He didn't know who had survived or died, or anything that had happened since the destruction of their empire. It was only by sheer luck that he had heard word of a Klein family living in these lands, and he hoped it was the same family he was related to and not some knock-off that simply shared the same name. When someone did approach, it was a lady. Taller than him by a few inches, but slimmer than him by a landslide. He turned his attention to her as she walked up to him, an injury clear as day though even with that, she still held herself with confidence. ”You’ve summoned the Empress Klein Abraxas,” His ears perked, icy gaze steadily watching her. "I do not recognize Abraxas name, but Klein? I do." He sniffed, trying to determine if she was the real deal or an imposter. The term Empress did ring a bell, but there were many out there who might call themselves an Empress when leading a pack. "But are you real Klein, or imposter?" He wouldn't go into detail on who he was just yet. Last he remembered, they had enemies in the past but he wasn't sure if that was still the case. He was also very young at the time, but sometimes things didn't change.
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