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[OPEN] westerly wind

Mortuus Nox Posts: 187
Aurora Basin Time Mender atk: 3.5 | def: 10 | dam: 7
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 15.2 :: Immortal HP: 66.5 | Buff: NOVICE
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Mortuus Nox

The man watched the other uhh... man for a moment. Observant eyes scanned and scrapped every etching of his body into the darkened mind. The gold colored man was extravagant when it came to dressing. Nox was never one to flaunt himself in front of others. The armor was by far anything from minimalistic, gold and fabric draped and adorned the man. The no named beast glittered with frustration and annoyance. A sour, bitter taste started to from within Nox's mouth. His heavy brow furrowed and dead gray eyes locked upon him. The woman was the first to speak her disapproval. Sharp tones snapped back sharper than the sound of the cracked whip. Nox wanted to chuckle slightly, but he remained quiet like a deadly snake waiting to strike. Tilting his skull slightly a deviant smile crossed his features.“Sir no need to be testy. This beautiful woman is doing her job and protecting her home.” His tones were calmed and collected. It is not worth getting fired up about Nox. Do not let him get to you.

His dead expression looked to the girl. She was quiet. For a moment there was a crazed look in his eyes. Nox wanted to show this man who he was fucking with. He wanted to say have at it girl, and let the young warrior prove, that her bite is worse than her bark. “I don't think you know who you are messing with sir. We do not mean any harm or trouble. You have to understand we are just trying to protect our herd; it is nothing against you.” Accented words dripped from his maw trying to defuse the situation. Then the sound of an incredible woman filled the air. The newly named lady trotted up with the usual joy and cheer. His dead expression twisted into a lighter smile looked back to her. Feeling the warm muzzle against his shoulder, Nox returned the jester back to the ocean woman. Then a feeling of calm washed over him like a warm wave blanketing the sand. Turing his attention back to the odd man his head tilted learning his name. The golden beast was not the one to speak it. The ocean lady was the one who put a name to the face.

“Talk.”

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Messages In This Thread
westerly wind - by Toulouse - 03-11-2017, 05:30 AM
RE: westerly wind - by Oizys - 03-11-2017, 09:10 AM
RE: westerly wind - by Mortuus Nox - 03-11-2017, 12:03 PM
RE: westerly wind - by Toulouse - 03-12-2017, 06:39 AM
RE: westerly wind - by Oizys - 03-12-2017, 08:22 AM
RE: westerly wind - by Tiamat - 03-12-2017, 02:21 PM
RE: westerly wind - by Mortuus Nox - 03-15-2017, 09:59 PM
RE: westerly wind - by Toulouse - 03-16-2017, 04:41 PM
RE: westerly wind - by Oizys - 03-16-2017, 05:14 PM
RE: westerly wind - by Tiamat - 03-16-2017, 07:41 PM
RE: westerly wind - by Toulouse - 03-18-2017, 12:58 AM
RE: westerly wind - by Mortuus Nox - 03-20-2017, 09:57 PM
RE: westerly wind - by Oizys - 03-21-2017, 04:33 PM
RE: westerly wind - by Tiamat - 03-26-2017, 05:53 AM

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