The Portal
ADELRAM
FIFTY SHADES OF MURDER AND I'M EVERY ONE OF THEM
A place to wander. Strange, but not that new. Adel had roamed for a while now, wherever his massive hooves led him. They pressed down in to the ground, and his ears twitched, red eyes blinking several times as he licked the back of his teeth, agitated and feeling his skin crawl almost. This place seemed to stink of magic and otherworldly things, he had no idea why he'd really stepped through it, but here he was, on the other side, head held high and horns glistening.
There was an almost hungry presence the air, and he felt a twitch run through his muscles, a knee jerk reaction as his tail flicked hard and his eyes hooded. It wasn't enough to drive off the ivory and ebony man, but it was enough to keep him on proverbial toes, feeling a bit estranged. He'd been a wanderer before all of this, but now? He truly felt as if he were an outcast, standing out like a bright beacon instead of slinking in the shadows of others and blending like he wanted.
His teeth grit as he turned, taking several steps in one direction, and pausing himself briefly. There was no true sense of direction that he could pick up on, and it put small hairs on end, his eyes still flickering as his heart hammered. Adelram felt... lost. It was a strange sensation that curled in his gut, and his ears went back against his head, nostrils flaring as he released another breath.
His tail dragged behind him, long and hissing against the ground as he took several steps the other way, halting and holding a single leg up in the air, poised and dangling with a dinner plate sized hoof. He didn't like this. At all.
There was an almost hungry presence the air, and he felt a twitch run through his muscles, a knee jerk reaction as his tail flicked hard and his eyes hooded. It wasn't enough to drive off the ivory and ebony man, but it was enough to keep him on proverbial toes, feeling a bit estranged. He'd been a wanderer before all of this, but now? He truly felt as if he were an outcast, standing out like a bright beacon instead of slinking in the shadows of others and blending like he wanted.
His teeth grit as he turned, taking several steps in one direction, and pausing himself briefly. There was no true sense of direction that he could pick up on, and it put small hairs on end, his eyes still flickering as his heart hammered. Adelram felt... lost. It was a strange sensation that curled in his gut, and his ears went back against his head, nostrils flaring as he released another breath.
His tail dragged behind him, long and hissing against the ground as he took several steps the other way, halting and holding a single leg up in the air, poised and dangling with a dinner plate sized hoof. He didn't like this. At all.
@ any- would prefer rift first however ||
MAGIC: ability to manipulate heat in small pockets or just generating it around himself. usually messes with the molecules of the air by superheating them and creating small implosions. the heat around his body is a constant that keeps him warm to the touch but not burning
MUTATIONS: n/a (unless his double horns count?)
MAGIC: ability to manipulate heat in small pockets or just generating it around himself. usually messes with the molecules of the air by superheating them and creating small implosions. the heat around his body is a constant that keeps him warm to the touch but not burning
MUTATIONS: n/a (unless his double horns count?)
