Great Tales Start With a Small Step. [Cassiela/Valhalla]
(Valhallans wait until Indie's posted Cassiela first, please lol)
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1056
BrienaSkysong
| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
She’d spotted the light of his mother; he could sense the tensing of her muscles in the breath pause of breath, and the subtle, snow-quiet sound of her hackles lifting. A quick glance her told him she’d locked on, before her eyes flicked to him. He offered a reassuring smile.
She was certainly interested in the snippet of history he gave, and Ardyn smiled cheerfully, nodding as he quipped, “I’ll have to talk your ear off with the story soon, then. We have a custom here where we gather now and then and share stories, whether they’re factual histories of our past, the lore and legends of someone’s culture from where they came from before settling here, or even just a pup’s story of the monsters they vanquished on the way there. It’s optional, and just a way of coming together and forming bonds. You are welcome to any that we hold.”
Cassiela seemed content with a den, so Ardyn led the way to one that might suit, passing close to one of the unoccupied huts scattered across the plains. He did pause long enough to check that the mortar has set well before moving on toward the den he had in mind. It was one of several options; she’d be left with the option of choosing which she wanted in the end.
Finally, he stopped by a smooth mound with a wide hole leading down into a comfortable chamber, with a smaller, cozier chamber dug further back into the earth. It had clearly been dug by himself, since he fit easily as he peered into the den. It’d need a few good bison pelts to make it even more comfortable, but it would do if it suited the woman.
Stepping back he said, "This is one of many dug around the territories. The final choice is up to you. If you change your mind to choose a hut or the Alcoves later on, you're welcome to do so."
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.