07-01-2018, 03:58 PM
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But Heed this lesson well,
When the weak court death, They find it -
When the weak court death, They find it -
some might think he wasn't even among them, but he'd been here the entire time - surprisingly hidden and unseen for one such of his size - but he'd been there, he'd watched his sister and his friends-family get ready for their turn amid the gauntlet.
Fenrisulfr's mask looked a horrifying thing - ancient and large, a jet black skull polished over until it seemed to gleam with an unearthly light, seemingly without eye holes or any decorative eyes - just a crown of vicious horns styled and twisting ashen-gold like livid fire from the skull's top leaving two cut areas for the long ginger ears and his own horns to encircle down around and set below with vicious teeth like metallic daggers outlining around his jaw, golden accents seen encircling - and emblazoned centre of the mask a sigil of an half lit eclipse with a single slash run through the very centre etched in gold - the ensemble complemented and worked with the draconic looking beast and perhaps Fenrisulfr felt mildly nostalgic for the rest of his once armour and the true helm he'd worn that this mask resembled somewhat.
He looked more like what he was in truth - one of four, the second seal, the red harbinger of ruin.
War.
He'd watched their progress, something like pride in his chest at their determination despite Morgan's tricks - and pride too for his fellow regent's challenge - before he'd make his own move.
He'd subtly aim to infiltrate their minds with a light whisper touch - Morgan was already doing the heavy lifting - and from where he stalked the shadows - his father's domain shielded his children just as well as the Lord of dark - he'd aim to conjure slight tricks of sight,
Was that a glimpse of Fenrisulfr over there? Was that a spot of fire igniting just too close for comfort? Was Morgan striking here instead of there?
He resisted the urge to go to hard or go easy - it was best to prepare them for all they might encounter and the Vigil was about attaining your mask and to do so each had their trials.
He would start with this first, he was a fair teacher but he wasn't soft - and going straight for reigning hellfire would be a bit overkill.
Not to mention likely set their home alight.
[sub]TANGLEWOOD - REGENT - TAGS - REF (9FT) - EXTREME[W]isker[/sub]Fenrisulfr's mask looked a horrifying thing - ancient and large, a jet black skull polished over until it seemed to gleam with an unearthly light, seemingly without eye holes or any decorative eyes - just a crown of vicious horns styled and twisting ashen-gold like livid fire from the skull's top leaving two cut areas for the long ginger ears and his own horns to encircle down around and set below with vicious teeth like metallic daggers outlining around his jaw, golden accents seen encircling - and emblazoned centre of the mask a sigil of an half lit eclipse with a single slash run through the very centre etched in gold - the ensemble complemented and worked with the draconic looking beast and perhaps Fenrisulfr felt mildly nostalgic for the rest of his once armour and the true helm he'd worn that this mask resembled somewhat.
He looked more like what he was in truth - one of four, the second seal, the red harbinger of ruin.
War.
He'd watched their progress, something like pride in his chest at their determination despite Morgan's tricks - and pride too for his fellow regent's challenge - before he'd make his own move.
He'd subtly aim to infiltrate their minds with a light whisper touch - Morgan was already doing the heavy lifting - and from where he stalked the shadows - his father's domain shielded his children just as well as the Lord of dark - he'd aim to conjure slight tricks of sight,
Was that a glimpse of Fenrisulfr over there? Was that a spot of fire igniting just too close for comfort? Was Morgan striking here instead of there?
He resisted the urge to go to hard or go easy - it was best to prepare them for all they might encounter and the Vigil was about attaining your mask and to do so each had their trials.
He would start with this first, he was a fair teacher but he wasn't soft - and going straight for reigning hellfire would be a bit overkill.
Not to mention likely set their home alight.
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