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Taurig

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
101
size
Extra large
build
posts
417
player
12-12-2013, 02:21 PM


Patience was a virtue and the Re had plenty of it to spare. He would wait at the borders all day if he had to in order to get a word in with the albino parasite. But he knew Isardis wouldn't keep him waiting; not if meant that he would get another chance to tear down the cobalt titan. Milky gaze would be fixed onwards, tattered ears swiveling as Sibelle pressed against him, her voice brushing against his ears as she asked him if it would work. It has to little Red. I can't live without Maija. He would murmur quietly to her, a heart wrenching scent tickling his nostrils; Maija. He would take a step forward, blind eyes roving wildly as he desperately tried to find his wife, a quiet whine slipping from his ebony lips at the sound of her voice. Taurig....what are you doing here?


Ears would flatten themselves against his skull, aching to move towards her, but realizing that her scent was strongest crossing the border and he would not take the few steps to bring his wife to his side. He would wait with burning patience for the albino to arrive so he could bring his wife back to her home. I'm here to take you home my treasure. He would coo softly to her, the sound of approaching paw steps bringing the man back to his former posture, ears erect, facade emotionless, stony even, frame rigid. Come to plead for your queen, boy? The scent of the parasite would invade his nostrils, the instinct to curl his lips in disgust strong but he would fight it, noticing two other scents mingling with the albino's; Sendoa. He would pretend not to notice that his half aunt had arrived on the scene. Her scent was different, but her life no longer concerned him. She had obviously made her choice and there was no point for him to be sad over something that would've never happened anyway. She would belong to Isardis and that was alright with him. The other scent belonged to a foreigner, a stranger, though the stranger smelled like the parasite; another half sibling perhaps? Not that he cared; he probably had hundreds of those already. He was here for Maija and Maija only.


You must be psychic because I am here to take my wife back. And I have a proposition for you that is just too tantalizing for you to turn down. He would hope to catch the beasts' attention, to peak his curiosity and get him to take the bait. If he could get Isardis to take his proposition, then his worries would be gone.



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