Find Your Western Home Sweet Home [Valhalla Recruitment.]
[Spars welcome to those who might want to get a fighter's rank from the getgo]
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1056
BrienaSkysong
| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
A flash of crimson brought his eyes toward the figure, ears idly perking. The other young man was tall and heavily made, dark in front and brightest on the tail. He was easily the same height as Ardyn could recall his grandfather being, and as with most glimpses of bright red, Regulus was on his mind before he set the fond, bittersweet memories aside and regarded the young male as a King would.
A fighter for sure, perhaps a hunter, built for the takedown after the coursers had driven the bison into a trap. From what Ardyn could see, the other male was alone, without companions or fellow wolves. He wasn’t certain, however, if the man mistook his song for one of an invitation to spar or did indeed understand the call to recruitment.
“Perhaps. I am Ardyn Adravendi, Ard Rí – or High King – of Valhalla, a pack in the west. Are you answering my call, in hopes of a home? Or simply the spar?”
Gradated fire and ice eyes studied the other male’s dark features from within the glowing mask of markings he'd developed as he spoke, accented words flowing in a rich rumble over the title he bore, and Lyr watched with an equal intensity from the branches above, waiting to see if there would be a spar.
True, Ardyn was fully armed and armored, so he wouldn’t dismiss a spar out of hand, especially if this fellow was looking for a fighting related rank in the pack.
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.