An expanse of mass graves | Open, Joining

[Luciferr]

flesh and minds to greet them - they, he, didn't care for superficial appearances, thus insults to his own hardly phased the dark creature.

The beast's head turned as the first approached - dainty, the minds supplied, graceful, others said, - his neck cracked lightly at the movement, where the spine bulging outwards grotesquely shifted with the movement.

His mouth lolled open to answer - and a secondary set jutting downward from the first spoke "well met miss London" the rumbling bass growl of the person the beast was before said - overlaid in slight by a hushed roar of numerous others, barely detectable - wouldn't do to overly spook them, yet the appearance did that well enough.

"I come to find a place to rest my weary limbs" they spoke, two sets of forelimbs shifting and planting further forwards into the snow with the words, clawed more than paws in appearance ate into the White flesh of the ground beneath its feet.

Their eyeless, hollow gaze lurched to the second to address and ask of their business - they simply tilted their head and let their prior answer to speak for them - he snorted a breath through his nostrils - a slight gurgling sound rumbling in their chest - he, they, noted the slight hesitance of the two - understandable - the tendrils coating their shoulders and elbows writhed slightly in the stretch of quiet.

Of course another voice broke it and their gaze moved towards the serval joining them - his mouth stretching and the thin cords near the edges like freshly split viscera shifted into something of a mockery of a smile - like a poor imitation of someone who had forgotten how - at the rudely posed question.

"something like that"

They did incline their head to the fourth however "there is no need to defend my appearance, much worse has been said of me" not that they'd lived long enough to regret it, or at least they did regret it now - if the screaming cacophony as they were assimilated spoke to - a faint shudder in the collective minds imprisoned attested to it.

"where are my manners, I am Silentgrave Silentium, silent for short"

Hm, in truth they could just devour them - but with a world of flesh and minds to consume, they needed a respite, an area to lay down, to be defended by those that didn't know, so yes, they could leave their bodies and minds untouched - there was time and they had been patient for eons longer than this small stretch of time before.

They could wait.

/OOC: yeah don't mind him he's creepy c; also sorry if I can't fully flesh out each person, I'm a lil sick atm.

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