Thread Status: closed
Players involved: Koko, Hera
Characters involved: Wrath & Celestine
Setting: Linosea Forest near the Siriene Mountains; midday
Time: Haliea: 10th Day
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Oh how annoying this all was.
Day in and day out, always traveling around with little to no real aim in life. Well sure, there was a purpose but those days were few and far between. Right now, it was calm and that was what made this immortal life ever so annoying.
The wind blew through the treetops, rustling the leaves to create a small chatter as they rubbed against one another. The breeze was nice, if you weren't in a forest. Below the canopy, little wind could be felt with only the sound of the chatter above as the only reference for what the weather was like. Sunlight peaked through the cover, lighting up small patches on the forest floor. Even without the rays, it was clear that the sun was high in the sky. It was the only way you could see in a place like this.
A large figure relaxed as his demon-like eyes watched the ground below. Peace and quiet. It was what the tarsian loved most in the world even if everyday was nothing but the same. Interaction with other species was meaningless. Each one of them were a pest in his eyes but only a few mattered in some capacity to him. Then there were the ones of his own species. A quick tsk slipped through his teeth at the mere thought of his own kind. If there was anything he hated more in this world, it was probably them. Maybe not his own clan, but the rest of them... Well they could have all died for all he cared. Their existence was meaningless to him. Besides, it wasn't like the clans all got along like one big happy family. Just like any of the other species, they had their flaws and fights amongst them. More of it was rooted in territory, but this particular tarsian hated them for other reasons.
There was a reason he was called Wrath after all.
Players involved: Koko, Hera
Characters involved: Wrath & Celestine
Setting: Linosea Forest near the Siriene Mountains; midday
Time: Haliea: 10th Day
------------
Oh how annoying this all was.
Day in and day out, always traveling around with little to no real aim in life. Well sure, there was a purpose but those days were few and far between. Right now, it was calm and that was what made this immortal life ever so annoying.
The wind blew through the treetops, rustling the leaves to create a small chatter as they rubbed against one another. The breeze was nice, if you weren't in a forest. Below the canopy, little wind could be felt with only the sound of the chatter above as the only reference for what the weather was like. Sunlight peaked through the cover, lighting up small patches on the forest floor. Even without the rays, it was clear that the sun was high in the sky. It was the only way you could see in a place like this.
A large figure relaxed as his demon-like eyes watched the ground below. Peace and quiet. It was what the tarsian loved most in the world even if everyday was nothing but the same. Interaction with other species was meaningless. Each one of them were a pest in his eyes but only a few mattered in some capacity to him. Then there were the ones of his own species. A quick tsk slipped through his teeth at the mere thought of his own kind. If there was anything he hated more in this world, it was probably them. Maybe not his own clan, but the rest of them... Well they could have all died for all he cared. Their existence was meaningless to him. Besides, it wasn't like the clans all got along like one big happy family. Just like any of the other species, they had their flaws and fights amongst them. More of it was rooted in territory, but this particular tarsian hated them for other reasons.
There was a reason he was called Wrath after all.
