GLORY AND GORE

It would seem that Vaziel was late to the party, not that his presence there was all that important anyways. Lanky limbs carried the man towards his siblings, listening to them converse, discussing where they might want to go. This search was exhausting, but his tired legs did not hurt his desire to find his family. Well, maybe he wasn't quite as enthusiastic about it as his siblings, but he still desired to find them. To prove useful to somebody.

He arrived to stand before them, inhaling and exhaling softly. "Obviously they're hiding from us. We're so cool that they have to cower from our might," he snorted, a bitter remark. He made it no secret that he was insecure about meeting this new family; why would they even remotely give a shit about the trio of siblings? A hefty sigh left his lips. "Maybe we should just stop and ask for directions," he said, another joke, meant to lighten the mood.