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Tyrfing

Avalon
Fighter

Expert Fighter (210)

Master Hunter (240)

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter
age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
235
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
112

Samhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipAll Oozed OutThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 2Overachiever
Snake EyesCritical Observation!1KCritical Hit!
10-12-2021, 01:17 AM
Find #2



Tyrfing had been reminded time and time again of the potential dangers of the glowing flora and fauna, but realistically was any of it as frightening as the wrath of Gods? No, it was not, and so Tyrfing continued to approach the world with the head-on have-no-fear attitude he'd been born with and nurtured through his first year. If it was his time to die then he'd simply die - though Fin was very confident that his death would be bloody and fierce and fitting to earn him a place at the realm of a God, and that he would not be taken out by a mere glowing rat.

His hummingbird so rarely joined him on his explorations past Fireside's border, having had too many encounters with firefly swarms to feel entirely comfortable accompanying it's master. Thankfully Fin was able to convince him to just this once help coach him through his hunting - so long as the viking yearling promised they prey would not be one that glowed, floated, or moaned.

Eventually the unlikely duo of wolf and familiar managed their way to the soulless forest, where perhaps Fin led the hummingbird specifically to instill as much fear in him as possible. It was there that he'd stumbled upon the scent of a nearby raccoon and - having his companion flutter ahead to confirm it definitely did not glow, - pressed forward with the hunt.

He came up upon another wolf crouched behind a tree trunk and let out a soft woof beneath his breath, warning the other before he crawled up alongside him. This bastard better had not been hunting his raccoon! Fin's snout poked out around the tree to take a look, his hummingbird letting out a soft peep before flying up into the tree's foliage to hide itself. There was a coyote in the clearing, playing in a swarm of fireflies and.. yep, it was glowing faintly. In the background he caught sight of his prey's tail as the raccoon threw himself into a far bush to hide. "Is that coyote yours?" He whispered as softly as he could manage. "It's going to eat my raccoon."

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table art by nightauctor

[Image: Tyrfing_Chibi1.png]
Tyrfing has feline paws (with an extra toe on each foot), small horns, and amethyst saber fangs. These features may not be visible on all his art.
He has a black-chinned hummingbird companion named Coach and a mini emperor penguin named Private, and unless otherwise stated, assume the hummingbird is with him at all times.




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