It's where my demons hide
10-07-2013, 01:32 PM
Weariness settled over him like a thick blanket, though not because of the drunken stupor he was in a day or two ago, it was from the long swim he had in getting back to the mainland. Jack had traveled from the Ibis Islands, back to the mainland for a reason that was not yet decided upon save for the fact that he wanted to get out and explore. With him being the only one inhabiting the lone island, life was quite dull and boring. He hoped it would change, however, when he was able to find followers and create a pack of his own that would be one of the best in Alacritis. Or so he dreamed of anyway.
At last, the man would come to rest at the entrance to the strange caverns. Russet colored head would tilt as he listened to the sounds that came from within, and when he peeked around the entrance he could see a figure moving within. Jack was never one to be afraid, and so he would approach the stranger with a swayed step. "Strange place this is eh? Seems as if the departed souls come straight here after they leave their bodies." he would comment, a first for him as he usually had some smart comment or remark. But this place was different, it had a strange and surreal air about it, that not even he would dare to anger.
At last, the man would come to rest at the entrance to the strange caverns. Russet colored head would tilt as he listened to the sounds that came from within, and when he peeked around the entrance he could see a figure moving within. Jack was never one to be afraid, and so he would approach the stranger with a swayed step. "Strange place this is eh? Seems as if the departed souls come straight here after they leave their bodies." he would comment, a first for him as he usually had some smart comment or remark. But this place was different, it had a strange and surreal air about it, that not even he would dare to anger.