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12-21-2016, 12:35 PM
He hadn’t even been here a day, and already he was find this place an absolute delight. Not for the snow or the sea breeze. No none of those trifling sense of place could make his heart delight. Nah, this foul creature delighted for it seemed everyone was here, and nothing ever stood still. When all the rest of Helovia huddled in masses against the cold this place was practically alive.
Of course he wasn’t full up to his usual tricks just yet. The gold was ever vain and prideful but he was wise as well. He belonged at the top of his trade, and not under the direction of others. Never did their order saddle him well. Yet there would be time for that. He would play about at first, trifling in a few affairs. His skills were already proven and there was no need to stretch out his neck again.
It seemed though, not everyone was of that opinion.
A bellow rose above the mists and the gold, his stag off exploring on his own, pauses, and listens. A challenge? Sounded like fine entertainment for the afternoon. As he strolled closer he heard the screeches of the details come screaming through, and my were they ever juicy. As the gold came through the trees, hanging onto the border of them his Cheshire grin couldn’t be hidden. How much better of a welcoming party could you get than to see your superiors tearing each other apart and watch all their weaknesses and secrets fall from their pockets. His tasseled tail flicking and curling with satisfaction the golden settled down to watch, making note of each accusation, and each thrown punch.
What mighty fools he had to get in shape…All the jabbering, and pointless name calling. Honestly, these two were more like bickering old nans. (The gold was perhaps at times, guilty of that himself, but as always those so easily slipped from his mind at times like these). What fun lay ahead in holding this over their heads. Let’s see, so far. 0 for style. 0 for sass. 10 each for egos. And throw in a 5 for tom fool bravery. Was this the best they could do?
They may not know him yet, a golden figure, crowned in silver and cloaked in a wolf, hanging around at the sidelines, but better all the same. He’d settle for that today. They’d regret not turning their attacks on him soon enough.
"Talk?"
OOC:: Challenge watching thread for Toulouse vs Raeden! Feel free to join!
Of course he wasn’t full up to his usual tricks just yet. The gold was ever vain and prideful but he was wise as well. He belonged at the top of his trade, and not under the direction of others. Never did their order saddle him well. Yet there would be time for that. He would play about at first, trifling in a few affairs. His skills were already proven and there was no need to stretch out his neck again.
It seemed though, not everyone was of that opinion.
A bellow rose above the mists and the gold, his stag off exploring on his own, pauses, and listens. A challenge? Sounded like fine entertainment for the afternoon. As he strolled closer he heard the screeches of the details come screaming through, and my were they ever juicy. As the gold came through the trees, hanging onto the border of them his Cheshire grin couldn’t be hidden. How much better of a welcoming party could you get than to see your superiors tearing each other apart and watch all their weaknesses and secrets fall from their pockets. His tasseled tail flicking and curling with satisfaction the golden settled down to watch, making note of each accusation, and each thrown punch.
What mighty fools he had to get in shape…All the jabbering, and pointless name calling. Honestly, these two were more like bickering old nans. (The gold was perhaps at times, guilty of that himself, but as always those so easily slipped from his mind at times like these). What fun lay ahead in holding this over their heads. Let’s see, so far. 0 for style. 0 for sass. 10 each for egos. And throw in a 5 for tom fool bravery. Was this the best they could do?
They may not know him yet, a golden figure, crowned in silver and cloaked in a wolf, hanging around at the sidelines, but better all the same. He’d settle for that today. They’d regret not turning their attacks on him soon enough.
"Talk?"
OOC:: Challenge watching thread for Toulouse vs Raeden! Feel free to join!
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