The future waits for no one

The feast for Samhain set up by the familiars was a glorious and bountiful occasion! For all the fear, darkness, and death that the Long Night had brought with it, this event had been nothing but a beautiful and mystical autumn, one he was grateful to whatever gods and deities had brought it about so his children could spend their first season alive knowing its magic. The Carpathian family had made the journey from Auster up to near-northern Boreas to celebrate in the festivities with everyone and the familiars. Feasting was enjoyed, and while the pups played in the stony gardens, the adults drank, conversed, and networked.

Eventually, the afternoon stretched into the evening, and as Artorias was enjoying some sweet seasonal mead with his wife by starlight and the bonfires, Thorn approached him demanding his attention. The Aegis looked down at his son with a wide smile, placing a giant paw on the boy’s back and patting him affectionately. "Hey, little knight! Whatcha got there?" he cheerfully greeted the blue-coated pup, leaning down to plant a lick to the boy’s forehead. As Thorn explained how he knew how to tell the future with these cards, Artorias raised a curious and somewhat skeptical brow, glancing down at the deck of cards the pup presented him with. "The future, huh? All right, let’s see what the future says about your dear ol’ dad then." Not that he really need3d a fortune telling session. Artorias had a beautiful mate, a treasured family, and a pack filled with his loved ones and friends. What more could he ever need from the future?

Artorias drank down the last of the mead in his goblet and set it aside so he could give Thorn his undivided attention. He waited for his son to neatly stack the cards, smiling to the beaming expression of his eldest and nodded for him to begin.

"Artorias Carpathius" | "Carpathian" | "Corbin" | "Eira" | "Argent"