i have no fear, no hate to give
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Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1046
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| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
Since the tiger attack, he’d been particularly watchful, and with the arrival of Lunira and Sädir, he had extra eyes on the wall during patrols. Lyr drifted above, eyes in the sky that was slowly drifting into the colors of dusk. Ardyn had slated Tel as his patrol-mate for the evening, but his course shifted from the rendezvous as an unfamiliar howl rolled through the ever-present miasma of fog and winter-frost.
Lyr circled out and drifted back, glowing black and white plumage leaving blue-white and red light-trails as he picked up speed and dropped to Ardyn’s withers, reporting in a soft croak, “A large albino male at the eastern passage. He looks to be alone.”
The King nodded then murmured back, “Find Tel and let her know to join me if she’d like to. This is a good chance for a lesson on greeting wolves at the border.”
The raven clicked is large bill softly in agreement and pushed off to search for the young woman, while Ardyn made his way toward the call, wending his way along a well-worn trail and pausing just within the last layer of mist, listening before he stepped into sight, regarding the tall, bear-like wolf with steady interest.
“Good evening, stranger. I am Ardyn Adravendi, Ard Rí – or High King – of Valhalla. What brings you to Valhalla’s wall?”
His voice was conversational—not overly friendly, not cold or aloof. Mismatched fire and ice eyes studied the male that matched him in height. Ears perking forward to take in whatever response the man had to his greeting.
Perhaps this was a wolf seeking home. They could use the numbers, certainly.
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.