Come Let the Revolution Take Its Toll [Herd Meeting]

[OPEN] Come Let the Revolution Take Its Toll [Herd Meeting]

Torleik the Bloodskald Posts: 354

Outcast atk: 4.5 | def: 8.0 | dam: 7.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.3 :: 11 HP: 66.5 | Buff: SWIFT

Irelyn :: Plain Griffin :: Molten Dagger RedGod

05-01-2014, 11:05 PM

Torleik
A lone man loved by none:

How long can he live?

The Bloodskald had been sleeping when he heard the call - or more accurately, when his companion had heard the call. Through their bond, she woke him with curious prodding, asking "Who?" over and over until the bearded giant grumbled awake and affixed her with an icy glare.

"What is it??" he snapped, barely awake enough to understand Irelyn was still questioning him about someone. Who? Who who? Torleik hadn't the slightest idea of what she meant. His owl-griffin squawked, annoyed, and returned his glare.

"Call. Who?" she clarified slightly. The dual-horned beast's brows furrowed and he brought himself to his hooves, venturing out of his cave to look around. Deimos... he sighed, seeing the Reaper's figure in the distance. Irelyn cocked her feathered head to the side, curious, but asked nothing; she merely perched atop one of his horns and settled in as her bonded and her current ride moved forward.

Torleik ruminated over the fact that there was another meeting, wondering why this was necessary. If this was to chastise him publicly for being ambushed, captured, and fighting his way free, he would be so very displeased.... Coming up alongside a lone attender whom he'd never laid eyes on before, the Bloodskald focused his attention on the Lord of the Basin. "A new threat?" he asked carefully, awaiting clarification. This could still go badly for him.

"talk talk talk"
'Mental talking'
Thoughts

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