Misery Business
Sirius
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
03-12-2021, 08:20 PM
He studied the patient white wolf, his eyes snagging more than once on the eerie and rather endearing color of his eyes. The request of the stranger - Valor, as he introduced himself - was a strange one. The Warlord had not had to consider it before, what with the alliances of all the wolves in the ring, travel had never really been a hindrance to him. For a rogue who perhaps did not know the exact lines of the packs, he could see how it might be a hazard to find the right crossing. He was not a stranger to this land, be as he may a stranger to the Warlord. If his fathers grave was to the north, and he had clearly been there before. “If you don’t mind me asking, where is your fathers grave located?” He asked, thinking, for perhaps the first time in his life, that he had no idea where his father was buried. He had been too young to ask, and the Ashen Empire had since relocated to Boreas. He felt a strange prickling in his chest, that he was quick to dispel. His father had been gone a lot longer than he had ever known him. “Walk with me, Valor Ancora. It sounds like you’re returning after a long time away, if these packs are new to you. Tell me what you remember of this land from your youth? I came here as an adult, and I feel there's much of its history I don’t know” He explained, getting to his feet. “In the meanwhile, I can show you the path that skirts between The Armada and Habari without touching either.” |
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