LIPS DRIPPING WITH SIN

Quote:Ooc: set pre-plague!

He?s a member of Tortuga, but for the vagabond that doesn?t really mean anything. He goes where he pleases, kills what he pleases, eats what he pleases, and doesn?t really care about the consequences. The North bothers him little; it embraces him like a frosted blanket, and he enjoys it to a degree. Alas, he knows that he?ll have to return to the borders of Tortuga sooner or later, especially if his piggish plan is to be put into motion.
For now, however, he basks in the warmth of the sun. He considers letting out a masculine noise of some sort, letting anyone know that the beast is here, but he holds it in. There is little use in wasting the energy just now, not when something eventful might arise.