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barghest
01-02-2022, 12:02 PM
As Barg waited for the woman to give her name in return, he took in the sight of her. She was a pretty thing, all midnight and russet. Her eyes were golden embers. He thoroughly appreciated her. It wasn't just her looks either. Something about her mannerisms seemed older, wiser. That was also something that he could appreciate, having been called an old soul himself. The woman assured him that she would do her hunting tomorrow with the red dawn and Barg grinned, obsidian lips peeling back to flash those pearly whites once more. Then she gave her name and, not ashamed in the slightest, Barghest tried it aloud on his tongue, rolling the syllables just as she had. Satisfied that he'd spoken it correctly, the man gave a nod. "Good to meet you," he spoke in crisp, clear tones. Just like the woman, he wasn't from this place. Had she met any of the natives, she'd have realized that instantly. Sanngridr asked if he was from here and the space coated brute shook his head. "From far away and over the sea. A land that no longer exists. A people that no longer exist." He was the last of his pack as far as he knew. The island had been eaten up by the sea. Everyone had been crushed or drowned. At least, he'd hadn't met another of his pack since. It was sad, but he'd had time to come to terms with it. While the wound sometimes still throbbed, it wasn't nearly as painful. "And you," he began again with a point of his nose, "You aren't from this place." He didn't have to ask. He'd spoken to the natives. Her accent was thick and foreign. Even her smell as the wind blew towards him was wild and cold. "Do you have people with you or are you alone?" Dark ears perked and his head gave a slight tilt. "I'm more than willing to share dinner with you either way." "Speech" |
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