Heading back to the North, Sephiran intended to move his group of heathens back to a familiar location. But he knew he needed to scope it out first, to ensure it was still fit to harbor the increasing number of wolves he was leading. And so, he made the long trip back towards the north, his band members in tow as they sought to finally settle down into a territory all their own.
Late in the night, he’d left the group to walk along the perimeter of the wall, looking for the wolfsbane he’d collected with a stranger seasons ago. But ah, he came across something far more desirable- the scent of Azoula, the Sidi controlling tigress he’d been hoping would emerge out of the woodwork.
"Speech"
Code by Sea
Caution: Sephiran is a rated M character. Viewer discretion is advised.
Knight
Poison Master
