AND THEY SAID COME AND SEE - - Open, Joining

[Luciferr]

Hymn of Ruin

LUCIFER GRIMM — SNOWBOUND — MALE — VERY DIFFICULT

For all that he enjoyed his time there, he was never fully comfortable among the Typhoon - oh he did enjoy having family among him again, especially after reconciling with his daughter in law but the sandy beaches and the general pirate-esque lifestyle was not made for him even if it was enjoyable while he'd been among them, certainly he had left with no ill will, simply a private word with those behind and a notification to Pincher.

and then the great beast was gone, into the darkness that spawned him, wing's of cut starlit void gracing through the air with the ease of a veteran flyer - powerful beats of the wide and dwarfing wingspan carrying his armoured form through the darkness of twilight with the grace one might not have thought the form could carry but for all he looked like a formidable tank, he did have a surprising grace about his movements that came with someone long comfortable in their own skin as it were.

mercurial and visceral red gaze roved across the land below as the air became almost as frigid as Lucifer's own natural temperature, but only close - Lucifer never felt warm anymore, he was always cold, even when he could heat himself, it only was felt by others, that chilling deep cold set daggers inside him that would never be thawed, but this was okay, he was long used to that feeling - as he climbed higher into the air and snow began to blanket below him.

yes, this was where their allies were - well, Typhoon's ally, he was not one of them now but he did not seek to join their enemy for all that his son remained among the tangle dwellers.

his wings flung wide as he neared the very edge of the border, catching and slowing him as he descended gradually to the blanketing snow of the territory - briefly he thought of the contrast of himself against this pure landscape with something like wry amusement, for here came the dark inkblot to stain these proverbial blank pages - claws as long as an average feline and sharp as the most lethal swords bit into the yielding flesh of the snow as with a muffled whump the dragon landed quietly, long tail cutting rivulets in the snow behind him as it moved lightly.

Lucifer's gaze lifted upwards to the line of trees as said tail swung to curl around his legs as he shuffled into a seated position - warm breath fogging from parted jaws whilst he breathed into the silent night air and the slow scarce snowfall dotted against void dark scales.

for now his obsidian and cursed red marred form were the only thing to taint the white landscape of the borderline of the valley - casting that same mismatched half eerie gaze about, the dark god hummed quietly, wings cut of the night and stars themselves moving to drape his form like a cape made of starlight that moved like liquid at the edges.

a moment passes and then for the sake of bypassing what he knows is inevitably a humdrum conversation for both sides (or at least those who have sat on both sides of this particular fence before) he speaks clearly in a dark drawling accent "if any of you are there, I am Lucifer Grimm, come to join you if you'll have me" and then the dark titan falls quiet.

#psychosocial.