Starfire [AW Spar]
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1056
BrienaSkysong
| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
His last spar had been at the tournament and Áskell had soundly trounced him, which Ardyn had no issue with—he’d beaten the smaller boy on their first spar, so it was good that his friend was able to win from time to time. But it had shown him places he needed to improve in with his fighting skills.
That brought him to the Field, in search of an opponent for the day, Lyr toying around on the morning air above him, glowing piebald plumage fluttering on the breeze, though the raven kept an eye on the Field around his wolfen friend, both for danger and a possible sparring partner for them.
Ardyn was armor-clad, both with his main torso armor and his bracers with their hidden blades, though he didn’t think he’d be using the sharp blades today. Loshir had slipped away again, and he wondered at his mother’s mountain lion’s behavior. The cat had been in and out for most of Ardyn’s life, and sometimes, he came back with highly trained cats, large and house, showing them to Ardyn and his siblings—or really… just Ardyn’s siblings. He had to wonder if the leopard that had chosen Aoife was regretting her life choices. Aoife was tiny, but that just made her even faster.
He smiled to himself as he picked out a spot on a hill that provided a good view of the rest of the Field, tipping his muzzle into the sky and calling for a friendly sparring match. His pitch was growing deeper, and he was sure to cut the call short before his voice could crack back into the young tenor of a youngster again.
He stood, relaxed into a light stance, tail swaying in a gentle rhythm at his hocks, long hair now grown enough to trail the ground a little in the relaxed posture. The movement sparked the embers and fire in his inky black fur, though there was enough of a breeze to ruffle his fur, especially in the face and ruff.
Lyr spotted the possible sparring buddy before Ardyn, dropping to his armored withers with a croak of anticipation.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
Ardyn at first glance is as black as can be imagined with a raven sheen.
Closer inspection proves that he shimmers in fire tones in every hair on his hide right down to his lashes.
More obviously, he glows like a bed of coals and flames with every movement and brush of fur. His tail is usually wagging, so blazes like a torch.
His adult teeth are in and his saber canines have grown to their full length (see profile). His mane and tail hair have grown to full length, as well as being lightweight and easily buffeted by breezes.
A look at his front paws will give the impression of hands, with his dew claw dropped low and lengthened into a functioning thumb, and his toes elongated into fingers. He has retractable, solid black cat-like claws on every paw.
Ardyn has developed a glowing mast of intricate markings in fire and ice colors over his face, symmetrical over the last seasons of Year 17 (see profile for details). During hunts or raids/sieges, he will smudge them out with black soot to cover the glow, otherwise, they are bright enough to note at first direct glance at his face. Not all his artwork currently portrays the mask markings.
He is also often bedecked in beads, small bells, feathers in blues, ribbons and braids thanks to the Ooze Event of Halloween 2021, and the Coathanger item that he got. The accessories generally are seen most in his mane and tail hair. He removes the brighter items and bells for hunts or battle.