The Portal
Black wings flared as the hybrid pranced through the dark landscape, leaving a white trail behind his opaque shadow. He was not lost, no, the undertaker in this bizarre land tread with confident steps. Amongst the bickering shadows and wailing souls he was carefree, jovial as any busybody taking a morning stroll. Misery was not in his dictionary, this arrogant rogue that traversed the land as if it was his own. "Carefully, carefully, I have nothing to feed you today," he hummed, only half to himself as each hoof touched the thrumming earth and lifted off an eye's blink later. The beast moved swiftly, with a purpose, threading his way through in search of unfamiliar voices. Something here was alive, alive with magic, and like the rift, he was hungry.
He had smelled it from miles away, the fear scent of new bodies, fresh bodies hitting the deadened rift ground and as the connoisseur of all things new and uncertain and inviting, had taken upon himself the task to give them a... pleasant little welcome befitting the twisted realm. His maw lifted to bare sharpened teeth that stretched into a grin, a little unsettling perhaps, but with a flare of self defined roguish charm that made him different from all the other monsters. Because it'd been a year since he had any new company, and things were getting boring around here. If there was anything that the hybrid hated, it was being bored. In a world of crazed fantasy, he should have no reason to live a normal life and yet, when the realm stared falling apart his fun grind to a halt and god that had been awful . He would not go there again.
He was not along when he moved, he knew. Everything was alive and biting at his heels. That's what was fun about it- the danger at every corner that kissed his senses and sent them tingling. He only hoped that the newcomers shared his sense of humour but if not... well, a change to his diet could also be very nice. Beware to the little Alices, because the monsters are coming, and Elegy was coming with them.
Native Riftian!
Mutations
-Elongated ears
-elongated hairless tail
-canine teeth
Vanity Magic
-bone markings glow white mist
Magic
{offensive} creates fog that renders others nauseous
{defensive} able to hide self's presence from others
Requests
dem rolls for moar magicuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
He had smelled it from miles away, the fear scent of new bodies, fresh bodies hitting the deadened rift ground and as the connoisseur of all things new and uncertain and inviting, had taken upon himself the task to give them a... pleasant little welcome befitting the twisted realm. His maw lifted to bare sharpened teeth that stretched into a grin, a little unsettling perhaps, but with a flare of self defined roguish charm that made him different from all the other monsters. Because it'd been a year since he had any new company, and things were getting boring around here. If there was anything that the hybrid hated, it was being bored. In a world of crazed fantasy, he should have no reason to live a normal life and yet, when the realm stared falling apart his fun grind to a halt and god that had been awful . He would not go there again.
He was not along when he moved, he knew. Everything was alive and biting at his heels. That's what was fun about it- the danger at every corner that kissed his senses and sent them tingling. He only hoped that the newcomers shared his sense of humour but if not... well, a change to his diet could also be very nice. Beware to the little Alices, because the monsters are coming, and Elegy was coming with them.
Native Riftian!
Mutations
-Elongated ears
-elongated hairless tail
-canine teeth
Vanity Magic
-bone markings glow white mist
Magic
{offensive} creates fog that renders others nauseous
{defensive} able to hide self's presence from others
Requests
dem rolls for moar magicuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
