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Face to Face

Corvus



Ignis

"You become the monster you fear the most"

Insomnia
Hellhound

Master Fighter (635)

Master Hunter (240)

An icon representing the specialty Juggernaut Juggernaut

An icon representing the specialty Mangler Mangler

age
9 Years
gender
Male
gems
45
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
508
player
Dragon Mod

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09-20-2021, 07:14 PM


It had taken...a considerable amount of time for him to decide to do this. Even now, as he headed East, he wasn't sure what to really think. What would happen? He still hadn't figured out what he would say or do. What would he say or do? Anxiety prickled at his skin like sharp pins and needles, wrapping its cold tendrils around his mind already. He tried to shake it off, but it only served to make him more anxious, and nervous. And he knew that when he started feeling like that, well...nothing good ever came of it. He was on the side that things would never be mended. That things between them would be shattered forever. But...if he was allowed to do this without interference from him, then...maybe there was a chance.

By the time he reached the lake, the sun had begun to set, and the fireflies began to flit across his vision. He supposed it wouldn't be a good idea to show up at Abaven's borders at night. They might think he was trying to trap them into something. So he decided he would stop and rest here for the night.

His companions took off to find food while he approached the lake for a drink. Things were...quiet here...calm, almost. And as he drank, he couldn't help but notice something across the way. Was that...a grave marker? Some kind of memorial? Curious, he walked to the other side of the lake to investigate, and when he approached, he noticed there were a few tiger teeth and a strip of a white tiger's pelt woven into a few reeds that were stuck among the rocks. "No..." He whispered as he felt the sting of tears in his eyes. Was this his uncle's grave? Had...had Acere passed on? He felt a tightness in his chest that he hadn't felt in a long time, and he didn't know how to process it. He fell onto his haunches, the world around him suddenly silent as he tried to make sense of what he was looking at.

"Ignis"||"Blödhgarm"

Ignis has a pair of Sika Deer antlers that are not depicted in his artwork (yet).
Ignis is unpredictable and may become violent with little or no provocation due to his "demon" schizophrenia inherited in his bloodline! Consider this your warning!
*Ignis' tail is docked, and his left ear has been torn away and now resembles a Battle crop style.