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Scald



Scald

Somnium

Master Fighter (450)

Master Navigator (354)

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age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
35
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
280
player
ghostliem

Critical Fail!UnderachieverSamhain 2022
09-20-2023, 05:55 PM


Scald didn't mind the lack of conversation. Like that of his father, he wasn't one for a bunch of words. He had noticed the ones who spoke a lot were usually... lacking in the brain department if he put it nicely. So instead, he enjoyed the journey south to Auster. Through the archipelago, across the sandy Bifrost, skirting carefully around Hallows lands, and toward the beaver dams that lined the river that moved south. His mind wanders to the boy he had met at the isle that was south of here. Would the boy still be there? Would Rivin want to go check it out with him? Eh, not that he needed to get his hopes up. Everyone he seemed to have an interest in liked to magically disappear anyway.

While he notices the waterline along the river is rather high for this time of year, one of his ears is pulled in the direction of Rivin's voice. He listens silently and shrugs at her apology. There was no need for that, was there? He lifts a brow and lets out a thoughtful noise. "Not like Deluge or my father, but a few times I've been here," Scald comments, his deepened tones an almost gentle lull that he didn't mind listening to. Self-centered? Yes. Glancing at Rivin for a moment, he wonders why they had not interacted soon. Then again, he hadn't really taken time out of his days to seek out the others either so not that it was her fault. "You ever been?" He asks as his gaze moves away and back toward the river that splits the line and the aspens that dot the grass landscape.

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