banana cube - visitors, open

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DO YOU MIND IF I WILD OUT

AUBERON -- MASC/NONB. -- THE FROSTBLOWN -- SAGE -- MEDIUM DIFFICULTY

briief would the others have to wait before the sage himself would trapeze the borders, lost within his own thoughts at the time as the akhlut padded along. a beast six feet tall at the should and a good fifteen feet long, his jaws splitting wide to yawn. abrupt the scents that crossed his maw, jaws snapping shut as he brought himself to the border where their visitors awaited.

gaze sliding over jadeire, an approving nod given her way as he turned his gaze to the collection of draconic feline, domestic feline and hellhound, hiding his amusement at the wariness of the gray tom. she had spoken the necessary questions, he would simply stand there as an enforcer to her words. drawing in their scent, his eyes would narrow the slightest - his merchants had told him of the presence of another group closer to their borders than any other group upon the island, and here they stood before him. when the merchants had passed by, they'd said something of a draconic creature being the head, though rumor had it that he'd been much larger. gaze flicking between damion and arlo before settling on arlo, "... greetings. what brings you to the edge of frostblown territory, travelers.", he would finally utter.

#psychosocial.