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02-08-2015, 10:20 PM
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Thranduil
He could hear the work of earth and might from miles away. Sporting his new wears the golden eased into the thistle meadow. It was a handsome satchel carrying a few tricks, and a gold dusted cloak. Under it he was nearly sweating through, but its shear cloth let in a light breeze, and the golden was barely able to manage in this heat. Well someone had been busy. Looming large like a threatening shadow stood a great ship. A brow on the golden raised as he contemplated the large thing. Haldir, who as always bounded by his side stopped dead in his tracks. Oh my god. That was bigger than a mountain! The little fawn began to tremble and shake then dashed off. This broke the golden’s face as he yelled after him, “HALDIR!” The fawn, already a good many yards ahead slammed to a stop and tossed back a look of pure excitement to the golden trotting up behind him. His little hinds leaped with anticipation. He could tell something was going. Every nerve stood on end, every heartbeat reverberated. A defiant bleat rang out as he scolded the gold for not hurrying. That twin horned could only roll his eyes. Still the golden was curious, so the two continued to walk closer until the Earth God himself spoke. His presence brought back….unpleasant thoughts of the world spinning out of control. Ah well. Gods will be Gods. Still there was the curious issues of the…flood. Thranduil didn’t mind having the curious darkness of this world. It had given him something to do for the past few months. Still…he didn’t fancy drowning. “You’re lucky day Haldir, we’re going on a boat.” The fawn who knew not a word still beamed up at him. His little tail wagging to no end. There was however the question of a partner. A grim face stumped the golden. He was not exactly a partnering type. Crowned head turns to look over the crowd and he sees a face he can’t help but smile at. “Deimos!” True, he didn’t really enjoy the dark devil’s company but the golden was feeling a bit, mischievous today. “Are you free m’lord?” It was hard not to laugh at that. Man this was going to be too much fun. Funny though how it was always the doomsday things that got his blood pumping like this. Haldir was totally ready for this. He took off through the crowd, bounding as he went and skidded right in front of the dark devil, with broad grin. Perhaps it was the delirium of the boat in front of him. With a smirk the golden walks over to his partner in crime, ready to get this shit moving. Because as everyone knows, the only fun in taking a bath is getting ready it all dirty again. "talk talk talk" OOC:: Thranduil is shipping out with Deimos. ;D Identity Index: None |
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