to rest my head
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1056
BrienaSkysong
| Ardyn Adravendi |
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Another patrol, another night of relative peace. He padded along the wall, cloak brushing against his hocks as he scanned the no man’s land between Valhalla and the Ashen border. Where the mists ended, the other border began, but it left a relatively large space that let loners, prey, and predators roam without interfering unless they wanted to. The other border would be just beyond the range of sight during the day.
Valhalla made a point of laying a scent border a bit of distance beyond the wall as a mild alert that a pack territory was ahead. The wall itself was tall enough to be just barely visible through the mists from a wolf’s height at that distance.
He spotted the wolf before she called for a leader, and watched as she came upon the scent border and chose to stop there to call.
Ardyn descended the wall on the inner edge down a ramp and slid through one of the smaller passages that were a recent addition to the wall. The wall split and intercrossed, giving the appearance of an unbroken barrier, but in truth offering a spot for a wolf to slip through quickly. It was watched closely by the flighted companions of the pack in shifts, owls by night, ravens and hawks by day.
To the uninitiated eye, it might have appeared that he popped through the wall itself, a blacker-than-black figure flickering with flame and coal as he padded forward to greet the yearling, light-motifed features curious as he spoke.
“Good evening, lady. What brings you to Valhalla?”
Mismatched fire and ice gradated eyes studied her in a quick sweep before returning to meet the blue gaze masked in a chocolate-toned face. She was swathed in earthen tones, points darkest save for her tail-tip.
Her scent bore no pack’s claim over the natural smells that were her own, so he wondered idly if this was a wolf seeking a home.
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.