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09-08-2014, 08:29 PM
Find #11

Ambros ears twisted forward as she began to speak. and while he took in every word she had to say his mind would only settle on a few. Abaven and Healer. The words gathered his focus for a few reasos, selfish and non. First, he thought perhaps he will follow her when they seperated later to etch into his mind what lands to avoid once the sun went down. Second the term healer struck his curiousty, he had heard of others with the ability before and he wanted to know how far along she was. But asking just about that would make him come off ill-focused, or so he thought.

His attention drifted from his thoughts as she licked his neck and spoke again. She wanted to know about him? What could he say? Telling her half and leaving out the rest would only be lying to her. However he knew leaving her without any answer would leave her specious, or lead her to worry over his purpose for being here. He could only tell her enough to keep her happy.

My name is Ambros Volkov. I am the bastard sun of a king, Kaisan. His head gives a turn to look full on at her. The mask upon my face is my crown, my ability to rule comes with time and my own will. This was true, but he would never be his quest to rule over what was once Volkov lands. He wanted to rule his own, worry of his own claim new and never bother with that famly. Well, other than his night filled raids to spread about some rumors and create fuss and drama.

My mother raised me until I left to high away in the shadows, now I have resurfaced and am searching for what to make of my life. More truth, Ambros only goal now days was to have a good time, but in the pack of his head he couldn't denie the natural urge to find a way to settle.

Now wasn't the time to tell her of his change of personality, he knew the time would come when he would have to tell. He knew how he could look in the future as he leaves her side at night in fear of bringing her harm. Of bringing her precious Abaven harm.


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