Since their last meeting in October, somethings were beginning to change. Romulus could feel the tensions rising between groups. Their lack of communication and meeting with one another left him feeling uneasy, but he was adamant on continuing things the way they were to continue the peace. After all, the Coalition of the Condemned was no longer warbound. They were peaceful under his rule. So, in turn, the leader requested to host their next meeting.

With the green beam coming from the gem on the stonehenge as he paraded through it's entrance and snow cascading onto the fields, Romulus found himself wandering into the tree's crater with eyes wide. No one else had shown up yet to his disappointment, but that was of his own fault. Per usual, he showed up early. Instead of throwing his head about and grumbling underneath his breath, his calm personality just led him forward to the tree's roots.

A huff left the kingpin. His behind plopped down onto a dry area underneath the tree's cover. He watched as white flakes floated downwards in the distance, avoiding the crater due to the many branches that covered the area. It was a fascinating sight. To be so lush and dense enough to cover an entire area was an impressive feat. The interesting thought, seemingly silly in the moment, caused him to snort. Deep thoughts about a tree? Really?

I'M GOING TO MAKE IT HURT -

[sub][W]isker[/sub]

"natus vincere" ✭ asmodeus ── he trailed in after his father and saw kold the same time he did. she wasn't his problem though, she might be his step-sibling but it didn't really matter to him. spotting inferno a distance away from them he padded over with a small shrug and a nod at the female, who observed him as he sat down next to her.