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*Drashiel* · (This post was last modified: 06-13-2014, 06:51 AM by Drashiel.)

Drashiel was out wandering again, running into all types of characters along the way. Soon he'd head toward Tortuga to check on their allies. The plague was passed and all seemed to be well but there had been a howl, another challenge for Valhalla and so Drashiel found himself on the battlefield. Not really certain he cared to show up to watch or not, he was honestly just passing through. But there was a scent that caught his attention. Sin.

It didn't take much to guess why the other male was out here. Sin, like several others, had fallen victim to the plague. After being cured no doubt he was looking for a workout. But there was another scent that caught his attention as well. The scent of Glaciem in a form he did not recognize. Did they have a new member? Had an older one returned? The young male grinned. This was a perfect opportunity to meet a fellow pack member as well as brush up on his skills. Drashiel had trained under both Sin and Etern as well as taking lessons from Roman and of course his more thorough training under the Marquis of Arcanum, their ally? at least under Cataleya. He'd become a force to reckon with but there was no way to tell without some one proper to measure himself against.

Drashiel moved in the direction of the new scent to come upon a young male about his age? who was a few inches taller. Well? this would be interesting indeed. Perhaps the other male, like Drashiel himself, was taking upon himself to train.
"You smell of Glaciem, but I don't remember ever meeting you before. I'm Drashiel Armada. Are you here to spar? Don't worry, I"m no pushover, I've been training outside the pack as well."

"Speech"

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