Wandering souls
04-02-2013, 02:00 PM
~*~ The brute was somewhat surprised when a second newcomer followed so soon after himself. This one - an alabaster fae - stood out in stark contrast to the two dark male, but she seemed totally at ease with seating herself down with a pair of strangers. Gargoyle did not recognize her or her scent as anything that ought to jog his memory. He had not been long with Glaciem when the volcano erupted. However, as she was a female, she recieved a curt nod of his head. And when the dark stranger asked his questions, Garogyle answered promptly. "My name is Gargoyle, Chief of Glaciem." He was turning to the fae to hear her answer when the black wolf with the milky eyes spoke again. The answers to both of which, however, seemed rather obvious to Gargoyle. Of course he had seen him - they were both in the middle of a huge plain. And of course he had heard him - hadn't his first words to the male said as much? Perhaps those milky eyes signifed blindess - and perhaps a certain hardship of hearing. After all, the stranger had some nothing in return to his words. Oh well, Gargoyle was too laid back to take any offense at it. He was happy for any distraction from his darker thoughts. ~*~ ~Don't want to let you down, but I am H.e.l.l.b.o.u.n.d.~ |
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