deep slate masts carried the malevolent man toward the east, a smirk crafted from the perhaps loki himself clinging to his onyx lips. he was a brood of the devil, made for chaos and trained to torture. in all his months here, he hadn't traveled this north. it seemed only fitting to confront the cold front, as winter came to be everywhere. but as the sun sank, he drew nearer to what he'd heard as s.s. antoix.

such a gaunt skeleton would rise into the chilled air, flagging that ashen swathe of threads. sultry tones of foreign origin would kiss winter's breath, heightened for theatrical atonement. austr sat hin aldna ? i?rnvi?i oc f?ddi ?ar fenris kindir; ver?r af ?eim ?llom einna noccorr tungls ti?gari ? trollz hami. he would welcome the night from inside the desolate ship, relishing the glorious echoes of his enthralling vocals. such a bitter aura surrounded the man inside the abandoned cavern, it would surely be a shame if it went uninterrupted.



ooc; my writing style didn't change halfway through at all >_>

TABLE + CODING BY TIFF

!! jae wears a full deer carcass (excluding legs) draped over himself

She'd been here only once before, once before when she'd been met by the horribly insane woman and the decently sane man. A smile creased her face, having long since known that the woman was now dead, and this land (as before) was unclaimed. It had intrigued her upon her last visit, but alas - she had not been given the chance to explore it. Pregnancy had made her emotions extremely tense, and so she had taken to leaving Glaciem from time to time - just to explore. She leapt onboard the vessel with relative ease, her pregnancy obvious only by pheromones - her physical features yet to be morphed to carry her brood. Soon enough she'd be as large and ornery as a sow, and she intended to enjoy every moment before that happened. She would tilt her head and freeze, noting the presence of another. Perhaps her sense of smell was heightened due to pregnancy, but nevertheless she knew someone was here. A sigh drifted from her lips, tapering into a growl of greeting - however unpleasant it may have come out. ?Hello?? she would speak placidly, interested in this other being and how much of a threat he or she may be. ?speak,?

he would the poem of voluspa through those ghastly lips of his, the vibrato edging toward the purr of a kitten. he was beginning to become bored with the dull metallic walls of the deserted vessel, contemplating on heading out to find company, when company presented itself ever so graciously. an alluring smirk cut a cavernous gap into his split mask, revealing those stained pearl daggers which always seemed to itch for something tough to chew. slighted paws would carry the man toward the vixen's song, dazzling ivory and cobalt pools swarming her voluptuous figure once he discovered it. pheromones he often fled from swamped his flaring nostrils causing him to pause in advancements, a hint of fear racking down his attenuate, darkly coaled spine. but it was only a momentary assumption, shaken off rather quickly. yes, if he'd fucked this delicious woman he surely would remember. well hello, love. his exotic tones broke the silence before following with a sultry continuation, is it the night chill that brings such an enchanting siren to please my sights?

TABLE + CODING BY TIFF

!! jae wears a full deer carcass (excluding legs) draped over himself

The dame would glance in his direction as he approached her, his multicolored frame coming into view - flickering in the shadows. His tongue was decorated with fluid talk, much like Isardis' and for a moment she would allow a smirk to dance across her features. ?Perhaps,? would come her answer, as mysterious as she hoped to remain. He was handsome, there was no denying it, and some part of her felt lured to him. Damn the hormones of pregnancy, and the lust that burned deep in her core. ?Is it the search for a beacon of hope in this dark night that brought a wandering soldier into my presence?? If so, you search in the wrong place. Tail would curl about her hips as she took a seat on the cool metal floor of the ship, emerald pools retaining their view of him always. ?speak,?