The Portal
Raeden, Castiella, anyone Calstroney?
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OOC
Words ;; 420
Tags ;; Talk |
 Abigor
Sure it had sucked that his mother had died, but everyone else was just dust in the wind. He shrugged causing his dragon hide cloak to shift over his shoulders. The bones holding the scaly black hide in place click softly as he looks around. He had followed a mare and her children through the portal, but did he really want toe with winged creatures? A soft snort peppered the air around him. Of course he didn't want to live with abominations, but did he really have a choice? Of course not, he was only a few days old and eh could still smell milk on the mare. His stomach growled loudly as he looked around for them. His yellow eyes seemed to glow in the dim florescent light. He flicked his head down shifting his hat lower over his eye with the odd pupil. He didn't want to scare her, to much anyway. A smooth empty smile slipped over his face when he found the colt she had been with. He thought it might go better if he acted like some weepy weak babe, but he would never stoop that low. His mother had taught him a lot about pride, and to never beg. If she turned him away he would find some other soppy wench to suckle him. Calmly he walked towards the colt then halts to watch the show. He stands and runs head long into a tree, then keeps doing it. Glee dances in his visible eye and silent laughter shakes his body causing the blue feather in his hat to wave softly. He watched amused as the colt finally stops and looks around his sides heaving. Instead of racing forward to check on the boy he merely stands back waiting. He doesn't want the bay to think he is a friend coming to see if he is okay. After a few minutes of basking in the glowing lights and strange sounds he steps forward. Instead of stepping right up to the boy he slips around behind him eyes flashing like lighting. He tries to sneak up on the older boy from behind the tree. His voice is flat edged in darkness, "Hello." A humorless smile lifts his lips up as he steps into view, if the boy turns around. "Where is your mother?" He pauses not waiting for an answer before speaking again, "Mine is dead." His voice flat and cold. The slight twinge in his eye gives away the fact he cares; sort of. |
- table by Niki -
He doesn't have any magic or enchanted items but he has some normal ones.
Black dragon hide cloak with thin layer of red fleece and fastened by a chain of bones.
Black dragon hide fedora with holes for horns/ears, and a dark red silk band; Elsa's blue feather is in the silk band
Request: Throw something creepy and freaky at me!
