DEVIL'S DICE / TYPHOON

[PINCHER]

CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray jaguar with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently single. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓

❝ YOUR HEART IS A BOTTOMLESS ABYSS — DEEPER THAN YOU'D LIKE TO ADMIT ❞

Pincher was a rather impatient man. He liked having things done with at the moment they are announced and he was always one to make sure to do the shit he had to do to make sure he didn't fall back. Perhaps he had been paranoid from the bad experience of allies with Snowbound but the demigod's patience was becoming thin as a thread when weeks had passed and not a single ambassador visit from Rosebloods. They were the only ally they had and Pincher was not one to play easily with his word. When he said something, he meant it. He made sure his envoys came as well as create events between the allies to strengthen their bond. But he was not one to be played around with his gratitude and charity, Pincher's deals came with a price and a demand that would not budge until he was given what he wanted. He had been planning to storm in, demanding an answer for Rosebloods not keeping their side of the deal and ready to threaten - no, promise that he would not let this become another shit show of an alliance.

But he had heard of the recent tragedy that had struck the home of Rosebloods and could somewhat sympathize with them about natural disasters. The tropical island had once been struck by a tsunami without any aid from their allies and frankly it had ticked off Pincher. So he was able to relate to the frustrations and decided to do his part as an ally despite his slight hesitance of offering anymore resources to an ally that was lacking on returning the same aid. However, the pirate forced those thoughts to be shoved in the back of his head as the male tightened his grip on the large crate he carried in his claws, his long jagged wings pumping the air as he soared through the sky. He was not fond of his dragon form, it was much too large for his liking but he knew flying was quicker transportation. His glowing electric blue gaze was narrowed as he caught sight of the border of the Roseblood's territory and swooped down, his upper lip curling with distaste at how the wind burned his sensitive gaze as the body (despite the wings) was meant more for stormy sea days and not the type of climate that it was currently in.

Once he reached the ground, he allowed the crate to slam down onto the dirt with his claws prying themselves away before settling down beside it, his long slender tail twitching behind him as he ripped off the crate's top to expose large amounts of herbs and food in salted jars to keep from rotting. He rolled his tattooed broad shoulders as the powerful dragon remained silent as he wasn't one to really call for attention but it was rather obvious to see a looming glowing dragon with a cold yet neutral expression resting on its facial features as Pincher waited beside the supplies.

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❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL  — JAGUAR — FATHER — THE HERMIT ❞

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