You Should See Me In A Crown
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1056
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| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
She did her best to mask her embarrassment as he revealed himself, and Ardyn chuckled softly, lifting a long-digited paw-hand to assuage her concerns. “It’s no issue. It’s usually a surprise to find anyone who speaks the Old Tongue of my family and our allied Nomad friends. Ard Rí means ‘High King’, but just you try introducing yourself as High King and not sounding bloody pompous as you say it.”
His voice was touched with earnest amusement as he spoke, brow-points lifting.
His assurance that she wouldn’t be freeloading seemed to bolster her in some way, and Cassiela accepted his offer of a place to stay. A smile touched his features and he nodded, stating smoothly, “Then, Lady Cassiela Impératoria, welcome to Valhalla. For now, you will be ranked as an Aoi, or Guest.”
She seemed ready to leave, so Ardyn nodded at her words, rising to his paws and gathering the bowl and waterskin, tucking them away and then folding the packet of jerky and slipping that back into his pouch.
Lunira and Sädir padded to the raft ahead of them as Ardyn strolled to the raft at a pace a tired castaway could keep up with and not fall over. “Really, all you need to do is sit back and rest. Sädir and myself have the rhythm down pretty well for rowing.”
He stood at the raft, one paw resting on the log while Lunira yanked the mooring stake and rope free to be tossed on the raft. “Once you’re on, we’ll push off.”
His voice was cheerful as ever, and he scanned the waves to the north, scouting the mainland visible across the water.
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.