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Beneath a moonless sky



Aresenn

The Syndicate
Emir

Master Fighter (250)

Master Intellectual (244)

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age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
1742
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
432
player
Indie

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Samhain 2022
03-04-2024, 12:34 PM



The cool mist of Druid's Moor enveloped Aresenn like a shroud as he prowled through the ancient stones, his form a shadow among shadows. The soft, eerie glow of waning moonlight filtered through the fog, casting a dimly lit ethereal glow over the landscape. The moor was silent, save for the whisper of the wind through the heather and the distant call of a night bird. Aresenn's senses were keenly attuned to his surroundings, his amber eyes scanning the mist-shrouded terrain for any signs of movement.

With the subtle shift of the wind, Aresenn's gaze flickered towards Sephiran as the Sultan appeared from the mist, his presence cutting through the veil of fog like a prow through water. The question hung in the air, thick with implications and possibilities. A smirk tugged at the corner of Aresenn's lips, a glint of amusement dancing in his eyes. Even still, his expression remained neutral, his gaze steady as he regarded the Saxe brute. The idea of Sephiran becoming a king by morning was certainly an ambitious one, but Aresenn had learned not to underestimate the Sultan's resolve. "I've learned not to doubt your intentions, Sephiran," he replied evenly, his voice carrying a note of reserve. "But becoming a king overnight seems like quite the feat, even for you ... what is it that you have on your mind?" Aresenn's tone was measured, curious yet guarded, as he awaited Sephiran's explanation on what exactly it was that was on the brute’s mind.

"Aresenn" & "Sephiran"





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