Plus Two
12-03-2013, 09:44 AM
OOC: At school-this will be short. Silence. The caves were so often quiet and serene and he loved every waking moment of it. The blissful relenquishing time alone made him appreciate everything he had. He enjoyed that he was the king of this world. The reigning figure of power. It would take time, but their empire would expand, and Syrinx was proud that it would. A low smirk etched its way over his dark features and the boy lifted his head as the sounds of dripping water echoed from somewhere in the systems. There was more to the caves than one would've expected. One could easily get lost and die in the caves. Especially, should they not know their way out. This was exactly what Syrinx had wanted. A method of Guerilla warfare against his opponents should they come. Afterall, he fully expected to see Isardis again some day. Isardis, however, was the least of his concerns. On his 'territory' (calling it land felt almost wrong) he was made aware of the presence of two lone bodies. One of which had once been attempted to be pulled in by him--the other of which was a particularly interesting figure. One that seemed related to young Aeron. Syrinx was indeed inrigued. He had once had high hopes for the young child--Aeron, and was now pleasantly hoping that such hopes would be brought back and seen set alive. Afterall, was Aeron so much older than his own girls? That alone got his mind turning and spinning and wandering. He descended upon them with firm grace--and his eyes landed on Aeron, still, silence was his answer to them. His harsh glare remained on the man of the duo--and if Aeron had any memory it was that Syrinx was a man of few words. If he had any forethought he would know an explanation was warranted and nothing less. |