» An Unexpected Party

Virga... You don't answer the summons because you feel called. You don't answer to anything here in the Rift. But you wonder who calls, and who is called, all the same. You wonder who will answer, so your flight path banks in the direction of the noise. It's rare to find you airborne of your own volition, but you needed more practice, and the icy skies above the sands were as good a place as any. That decision serves you well as curiosity draws you toward the pinnacle, flight a swifter path than walking or even running might have been. You fly a cautious circle first, not because you are afraid but because you ought to be circumspect in the event Savera has followed you here. But it appears... maybe not safe. Safe enough. The tremendous guardian is still, ugly but apparently not hostile, and there are others.... milling around. The air here feels warmer than it did farther away, and so you drift down, your features locked in a perpetual scowl, your eyes roving with poorly disguised curiosity. You haven't been among the southlands in so long — who knows what they get up to here? It's a little.... interesting. Still, you have an image to uphold. You land on the outskirts of the gathering, your eyes flicking from person to person and recognizing none of them. Dismissing them as Rift natives and therefore unworthy of your attention. Most of them are quite ugly... You don't see the need to engage in conversation. You stand off to the side, scowling, observing. For now. light shines brighter in the dark

littlewillow-art

ooc// please feel free to bother him ;)
I guess he'll take anything off his (scant, I know) Aspiration thread.
Hmm... no changes to his appearance right now, I think.