ardent

empty bottles



Dutiron i

Somnium

age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Medium
build
-
posts
159
player
Novella
06-08-2014, 06:03 PM



Dutiron was certainly a gentle soul, willing to give others a chance, to be honest with this sickness present it'd certainly help someone get a better judge of a stranger's character swiftly not that he intended upon testing Wren in anyway. From the somewhat shocked expression it seemed though that she hadn't heard any news of the epidemic, she seemed healthy enough herself so wasn't one of the unfortunate ones to become sick though with how far it had apparently spread he wouldn't have been too surprised to find that she had come across it somewhere in her travels. She was lucky it seemed not to have had that misfortune however.



Immediately rather than shy away she would offer her aid in any way she could, though clearly somewhat pained by the entire ordeal another small yet grateful smile would cross the ageing male's face. "Wouldn't have been fair to let you find out on your own now would it." He pointed out, an attempt to somewhat lighten the mood, though there certainly wasn't much use. His own heart was very heavy these days, so many loved ones affected around him.



"In that case, I thank you and welcome you to Ludicael, Wren." The news was normally a rather cheery announcement to make to a wolf but with all that was going in it was hardly the time to be joyful. He was grateful though, any help right now would be eagerly accepted.