01-20-2019, 03:49 PM
EASTWARD BOUND
ARTHUR MORGAN — MALE — SNOWBOUND — RANK — HARD
Arthur had only heard stories about what had happened to Snowbound before the setup he was currently in. He heard of a mass fire, burning everything to the ground, leaving no survivors in it's wake. He'd also heard rumors of betrayal and use of explosives, but that was all just talk. Morgan didn't know what happened, nor did he really care all too much. What happened, happened, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that.
The deer had been wandering the spire tiers, stopping every so often to stare off into the horizon- even sketching the scenery into his journal every so often. He found himself watching Anael flying overhead, unconsciously sketching her into the background. As she ducked out of sight, he closed his book and moved up to the top of the spire to greet her with a small smile. "There she is." he greeted. "How's things lookin'?"
The deer had been wandering the spire tiers, stopping every so often to stare off into the horizon- even sketching the scenery into his journal every so often. He found himself watching Anael flying overhead, unconsciously sketching her into the background. As she ducked out of sight, he closed his book and moved up to the top of the spire to greet her with a small smile. "There she is." he greeted. "How's things lookin'?"
❝ NO TROPHY, NO FLOWERS, NO FLASHBULBS, NO WINE ❞
timber wolf + 3 years + @Sympathy ————— he's haunted by something he cannot define