Unfurl the Wings [Warrior Meeting]
Deadline is the 20th
Tyto
Master Fighter (240)
Advanced Hunter (70)
Juggernaut
age
7 Years
7 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
0
0
player
Dragon Mod
Dragon Mod
12-29-2022, 11:52 PM
He waited patiently as the other Valhallan warriors showed up. One of the younger, unknown warriors arrived first. He didn't know who he was, but perhaps someone to meet later when all was said and done here. The young warrior seemed to keep to himself, sitting near the door and fidgeting with his bracers. Tyto of course understood. He had never been one for socializing growing up, either. Even now, he still felt awkward in big gatherings. But he was trying to make an effort to change his life around, and not remain invisible and in the dark. An alabaster female with rustic red markings showed up next, looking quite flustered like she had been in a rush to get here. Tyto looked at her curiously but didn't have a name to place. Though his ears perked up when she spoke a language he didn't understand when she spoke to Ardyn, but he did make out a familiar word. Caelia. And...why was she looking at him like that!? He felt his face grow hot as his gaze urgently found the stone table, almost as if there was something there that was important to look at. He suddenly heard his name and his attention drew up to Ardyn and his the she-wolf. “Amorielle, this is Tyto. I believe he’s acquainted with Caelia. Tyto, this is one of my three sisters, Amorielle. We call her Amory for short.” "Oh uh, it's nice to meet you. And yeah, I know Caelia..." He felt heat rise to his face. Okay, so maybe he wasn't the best in social gatherings...he'd have to get used to it, right? Next came another wolf that looked like something out of a dream! He had been amazed by Ardyn, and it seemed Valhalla had no shortage of creatures that looked like they were born from dreams themselves. The warrioress that showed up was impressive in size and looks, and she seemed elegant to boot. Something he noted as she chose a spot in silence, and the Strix male offered her a nod before a clamoring of hooves against stone captured his attention. He had seen horses before...but he never expected to see something quite like the one that entered the cave. He was big. He was glowing. He had a horn...he barely fit into the cave. It was an amusing sight, and if he was friends with the stallion, he probably would've joked along with the others that had followed the steed in, but as it was, he did his best to hide his amusement. A few others showed up (seriously, how many glowing, celestial-looking wolves did this pack have!?) and he nodded to those that greeted him, and finally, the meeting began. He subtly peered at the door, wondering if Caelia was going to be walking in any second now, but before he knew it, the meeting was starting. Ardyn started off by saying things were getting stale. He quietly glanced around, curious about what he meant. He hadn't been in Valhalla for long, so he wasn't sure how stale the pack was compared to before or...well, he wasn't sure. He'd been doing what he could when he could around here since he joined, so perhaps it was an issue from before his arrival? Whatever the case, he was interested in what Ardyn had to say next. Raiding. Admittedly, he didn't have any particular targets he had a preference for going after. There were many options, though hitting one of the newer, smaller packs didn't sound like a bad idea...it was a start, right? "I'm not particularly familiar with the packs that are around, but I do know there is quite a number of newer ones...perhaps one of those to start? Hitting a smaller group first may help us learn to better coordinate and prepare for the larger scale packs." He knew there was at least a handful of new packs that had cropped up...surely one of them would make a decent target. He didn't know what the deal was about the Armada or who was really aligned with them, but that was a matter for another time. As for ranks...he listened intently, his interest clearly piqued. Sure, he was a newer member here, but it wouldn't hurt to throw his hat in the ring now, would it? "I apologize if I'm being too forward, but I'd like to make my interest known for one of those ranks." He cleared his throat, almost wishing he hadn't said anything, but ambition was something that had never left him, it seemed. It had just been dormant until recently.
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