01-03-2020, 11:22 PM
REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger
Snow. Vinny didn't hate it, but he didn't exactly really love it either. His fur provided the most bare minimum of protection against the bitter cold that snow constantly brought with it, and unlike people like Aslisk, he didn't have fire elementals to warm himself up with. Thankfully, the Halls hadn't exactly had any massive snow storms or anything like that happen this winter... well, at least not yet, that was. For the entire day, Vin had been feeling a very odd feeling of dread throughout his entire being, seeping into his bones and squirming between the gaps in his ribcage. He didn't exactly know why, but it just felt like something bad was going to happen, and that was never exactly something he was happy to feel. He wasn't sure if this overall sense of dread was a warning from Bertille and her gods, or some sort of general animalistic thing, but he desperately wanted it to go away, and before long he found himself at the town hall, hidden away in one of the back rooms where the large shrine of Bertille was. He crouched down in front of it, lowering his head as he silently prayed to his goddess, desperately searching for any sort of answer or advice for why he felt so unsettled. When, after several long minutes, he received nothing, he began to feel frustrated. The feeling was only getting worse, and when he opened his eyes again, they were set in a sharp glare up at the shrine. Sitting up again, the hybrid grumbled softly to the dusty air around him, "Of course you only talk to us when it's the worst possible time... couldn't you just tell me what's going on...?" He spared one glance up at the shrine, only for it to answer him with cold silence. His ears pinned down against his head as he turned to leave, emerging from the room and heading straight for the front doors of the town hall.
Of course, when he stepped outside, he saw what his bad feeling had been about. As soon as the blistering cold wind hit his face, he knew something very wrong was happening, and he even let out a bit of a startled gasp. Looking up into the sky, he could see on the horizon a huge cluster of darkly colored clouds, rumbling and moving steadily towards the territory of the Halls. Already snow was beginning to layer on the ground around him, although he knew it would be getting much worse later. A frown curving on his muzzle, Vinny hastily made his way back towards the Fortress, half running and half teleporting so that his wings didn't freeze from the sheer cold of the earth beneath him. As he ran, more and more snow fell down, rapidly covering the hoof and claw tracks that he left in his wake. Eventually he reached the front of the Fortress, frown only growing when he saw the way that snow was beginning to cover the windows they used as entrances. Taking a deep breath, the gat dug down through the snow, throwing it aside with his claws before he was able to squirm in through the window. Once he was inside the lobby of the fortress, he allowed himself to take a breath, and relax. Sure, this looked bad, but it was only a snow storm. They would get through it. They had to. Once he felt calm enough to speak without a quake of fear in his voice, Vox looked around, taking in the darkness of the lobby for a moment before he called out, "'Ey! Everybody 'round here! It looks like a pretty big fuckin' snow storm is comin' our way. Like, one so big that not even elementals can burn back all th'snow it's gonna bring with it. Luckily we've got food stocked up inside th'Fortress 'ere, but that doesn't mean other problems couldn't arise. It's entirely possible we could get snowed th'fuck in, so... I just want people to be prepared for that." He really hoped that they didn't get snowed in. He loved the members of the Halls, but being able to have time away from each other was good, and being cooped up in this one building all together...? Sure, the Fortress was big, but getting a little stir crazy was definitely a possibility, especially with people like Aslisk around.
Of course, when he stepped outside, he saw what his bad feeling had been about. As soon as the blistering cold wind hit his face, he knew something very wrong was happening, and he even let out a bit of a startled gasp. Looking up into the sky, he could see on the horizon a huge cluster of darkly colored clouds, rumbling and moving steadily towards the territory of the Halls. Already snow was beginning to layer on the ground around him, although he knew it would be getting much worse later. A frown curving on his muzzle, Vinny hastily made his way back towards the Fortress, half running and half teleporting so that his wings didn't freeze from the sheer cold of the earth beneath him. As he ran, more and more snow fell down, rapidly covering the hoof and claw tracks that he left in his wake. Eventually he reached the front of the Fortress, frown only growing when he saw the way that snow was beginning to cover the windows they used as entrances. Taking a deep breath, the gat dug down through the snow, throwing it aside with his claws before he was able to squirm in through the window. Once he was inside the lobby of the fortress, he allowed himself to take a breath, and relax. Sure, this looked bad, but it was only a snow storm. They would get through it. They had to. Once he felt calm enough to speak without a quake of fear in his voice, Vox looked around, taking in the darkness of the lobby for a moment before he called out, "'Ey! Everybody 'round here! It looks like a pretty big fuckin' snow storm is comin' our way. Like, one so big that not even elementals can burn back all th'snow it's gonna bring with it. Luckily we've got food stocked up inside th'Fortress 'ere, but that doesn't mean other problems couldn't arise. It's entirely possible we could get snowed th'fuck in, so... I just want people to be prepared for that." He really hoped that they didn't get snowed in. He loved the members of the Halls, but being able to have time away from each other was good, and being cooped up in this one building all together...? Sure, the Fortress was big, but getting a little stir crazy was definitely a possibility, especially with people like Aslisk around.
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