Bring Back The Fire
07-15-2015, 08:56 PM
Curious words. The fire in Einarr's eyes as he talked of a pack that wouldn't collapse around him intrigued the King. The rise and fall of Alacritian packs was fairly regular. They all went one of two ways. Some rose with a loud voice, proclaiming their intent to throttle the packs into submission and rule with an iron fist, and then before the final echo had time to report they collapsed and were no more, gone without so much as a whimper. Others rose with no voice at all and never managed to take flight. Which had brought this boy to him? The boy went on to confidently state that he was willing to accept any challenge thrown his way. Valentine found himself returning the boy's smile. So far he was pleased with this hopeful rogue. Of course eagerness didn't equal quality, but it in and of itself was a bonus. The rogue was young and quite likely malleable. With the right master he could be molded into a formidable asset. "You will be tested," he confirmed. It wasn't a question of if but when. "Where do your interests lie, Einarr?" |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.