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Sephiran

The Syndicate
Sultan

Master Fighter (380)

Master Healer (245)

An icon representing the specialty Knight Knight

An icon representing the specialty Poison Master Poison Master

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
1596
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
433
player
Aislyn

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09-23-2023, 02:44 PM

As he followed the woman away from the wall  Sephiran clutched his creation in his jaws, savoring the excitement that was starting to bubble inside of his chest. If she were telling the truth he would be able to test his apparatus, which was enthralling… and if she were lying, well, Sephiran would besiege until one of them was no longer standing. Both options were enticing. He kept glancing over at her as they traversed across the territory, forming assumptions about her inside of his mind. She was larger than him, a dire wolf some called it. Her pelt seemed faultless, and her flesh lacked any apparent scars… which he found odd, given how haughty she seemed. This better not be a disappointment.

As they approached a bend in the scenery, a multi-colored male whose attention was elsewhere came into view. In truth, Sephiran felt a wave of surprise roll through him, given he was reluctant to believe she could find someone so quickly. Slowing to a stop before lingering beside a large boulder, the Saxe boy peered into the clearing with malicious intent, licking his jowls and fantasizing about the crime he was about to commit. When she asked if this specimen would suffice, he gave her a single nod of his head as confirmation and set his apparatus on the ground.

Allowing her to make the first move, Sephiran watched from the sideline as she approached the other boy. She called out to him, asking if he could help her - what a sly woman - which caused him to turn and face her, exposing his back to Sephiran. He didn’t wait for a signal from her, nor did he care if he prematurely gave his position away. He impulsively leaped forward, unable to contain the bloodlust whirling inside of him. With bared fangs and a guttural snarl, he grabbed onto the boy’s right leg, where the Achilles tendon was hidden beneath thinner flesh.

His saber fangs sank deep, scraping against bone before he viciously ripped his head backward, tearing the tendon and filling his mouth with bloodied sinew.  Their quarry released a gurgled scream of anguish, stumbling forward while trying to comprehend what had just happened. He wanted to take his time with this one.

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