Sit By The Hearth and Thaw Your Bones [Audra]
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1056
BrienaSkysong
| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
Ardyn’s dexterous digits had produced several lines of script with the ink-dipped writing stick before Audra’s investigations slowed before one of the alcoves that had been used the least in his knowledge. As she turned to him, he set aside his implements and rose, padding to peek inside with a grin, tail waving in brighter and brighter arcs behind him before he stepped back and turned to the tiny woman.
“If it’s your pick, then it’s yours. Good choice, too. It’s cozy and a few hot stones from the fire should get it toasty quite easily.”
He nodded and turned to pad to one of the alcoves farthest back toward the hallway and ducked in, gesturing with his tail for her to follow as he explained, “This is one of our stores of furs. Pick any you feel will make the best liners, and in that alcove beside it, we have hay stored for padding beds and whelping nests.”
Rolls of different furs lay stacked along the walls, some shaggy bear, some soft sheep fleece from trades with the Nomads, since his mother had done away with the last of the sheep after the grizzly had tried hunting them, long before his own birth or even conception. Soft, coarse, fluffy, plushy. Textures abounded. There was a wealth of rabbit and hare pelts to pick from, badger and wolverine for lining cloak hoods.
He stepped to one side to let the woman dig to her heart’s content as he went back to his writing. Far from important work, it was practice script, working on legibility and flow of stroke, but he was ready to help carry if the woman needed help.
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.