!! WE NEVER END
12-08-2013, 07:05 PM
One by one they would arrive, each as respectable as the last; a proud smirk beaming the narrow structures of his maw as he gazed upon them with adoration. His people, his pack, his world. Drowned they were, against the perfect blankets of pale ice, each soul so audacious and vibrant to his eager mind; their physical appeal noteless when he would so bask beneath the attractive presence of their loyalty to him. His skull would dip to Eris upon her arrival, however vague it had been, the woman had been walking on thin ice lately, and yet Isardis couldn?t wholly bring himself to degrade her. She was an asset. ?Abelinda,? he would address her fondly upon her arrival, only to have his attentions shifted to Genesis, nodding in approval to his son?s greeting. Ah, Sendoa; she would come up by his side, so intoxicatingly elegant, perfect. And Isardis would find himself to lean, left shoulder aiming to press against her right, neck craned as he would bring his crown to butt against her cheek, adoringly. Next would have been the previous Valhallan, a blossoming jewel amoungst his ranks, ?Huntress,? lips tweaked as he greeted her, pondering whether or not she was yet tired of her title. Vereux, a son who had developed somewhat of a soft spot within The Albino?s being, would come to sit by his litter brother, Isardis offering him a glancing suggestion of greeting. ?Oddity, keeping out of trouble are we?? he chuckled weakly as the ebony man arrived, shortly followed by the babe of Eris, his fiery and apparently very jealous daughter. He had had limited time to spend with the girl in her youth, and yet he had certainly been there; lips bubbled in amusement as she would fret, ?Why not join us then, little firecracker?? he would direct casually to the lamb. Lova was to be next, and Isardis would offer her a glance of proud acknowledgement, skull cocking lightly in response to her frail greeting. Ah, Artemis. The pale wonder would meander her way to the vicinity of the meeting, catching his attentions for longer than should have been necessary, ?She made it,? casual lyrics were directed towards her as she found her place, gaze lingering atop her impressive form. Never would he forget her success on the battlefield that day. Eulari would find her way to his call next, her splendour undeniable as Isardis would regard his daughter with an eye of approval, eager to allow her place beside him as he would nod subtly in her wake. Seth was next, a boy he hadn?t known all too well; however his arrival upon the borders had been an eventful one. Pepper would arrive also, ?As to you, my silver.? His connections to her were limited, and he made a mental note to cross paths with her personally after the meeting. Narsha would come with her ebony blood in tow; ah, the boy was somewhat of an oddity wasn?t he? As dark as the night that had previously encased them, his eyes were a velveteen depth of inky gloom. He was peculiar, and yet Isardis hadn?t been willing to think little of him, at least not just yet. ?My russet beauty,? he would greet Narsha somewhat fondly, proud of her loyalty to him during her stay. And so the meeting would commence, gaze shifting between them all as he would begin, ?Your loyalty rings true, Glaciems; may you all be as proud as I in our strengths and ability to outlast within our ties. I stand before you today, not with Argent, but with Sendoa; your new queen, and a queen far more than worthy of her titles. I bare the unfortunate news of losses, and yet also of victories; may we spare a moment to recognise the death of Vixe, who passed at the jaws of a Valhallan, and perished for the safety of our empire.? He would pause a few moments, ?Some of you may have noticed Argent?s disappearance; and it is as such one we are uncertain of. Tragic events suggest a potential death, and yet we will not yield our searches until she is found, dead or alive. I will be requesting a duo move out this afternoon, to search the east for any signs of her life or death. Who wishes to volunteer their services?? he would gaze upon his people expectantly, awaiting somebody to speak up, to offer their assistance. ![[Image: TgW7k5D.png]](http://i.imgur.com/TgW7k5D.png) |