i'm the one that jaded you ~ typhoon visitors

[Morrison]

CAPTAIN MORRISON

After arriving in The Typhoon and reuniting with Sophiea, the other pendragon informed him of his nephews' whereabouts: Tanglewood and Palm Glades. Wherever the fuck that was. Luckily, she could be his guide. The rocky travel was worth the wait and as the boat soared onto Tanglewood's shore, Morrison let out a sigh. With a fellow family member on deck, the captain was glad they arrived safely to the mainland, even if the mud below was going to scuff the bow of his ship.

Descending over the side, Morrison landed on his feet and into the marsh below with a squish. If Sophiea was to follow directly behind him, he'd sharply slap his tail downwards to attempt shooting mud into her pelt with a chuckle, otherwise it'd loosely fling upwards. Luckily, it was a minimal amount. Morrison wasn't enough of a cunt to soak his niece before their big visit. Whether he was successful or not though, the male would traverse further into Tanglewood's territory, but keeping in mind to remain close to the scent border. For a moment, he paused and raised his nose to the sky. With a deep inhale, he reeled back. Blimey. Smelled like trash around here. Muck, rotten flesh, and overall... fucking minging. A huff left him. Internally he noted if the entire entire mainland smelled like shit, he'd leg on out of here and reamin on The Typhoon's islands.

Not waiting for her confirmation, the wolf let out a yell. "Oi! I'm in need of some assistance here," he sounded out. With a sneer, he looked back at Sophiea. He'd say whatever to get the attention on them quicker, especially to see Eternalknight. His paw gestured backwards towards the feline following him. "M'lady here is fuckin' exhausted." More like exhausted of his bullshit.  "Anywhere we can catch a drink 'round here and catch up?"

[member=16111]ETERNALKNIGHT.[/member] [member=16079]S. PENDRAGON[/member] + no need to wait for them!

——————— wolf & the typhoon + palm glades & info ———————

[wormwood.]

It had been a while since Tanglewood had someone truly loudmouthed on their shores. For the most part, the group was occupied by mostly quiet or moderate people, with a couple of exceptions, like the new arrival Rat, or Arrow. Normally, they weren't pulled over to the sight of a new joiner – or in this case, a visitor – by the sound of yelling. Aurum initially winced at the sound of it, his ears briefly pinning back before a sigh left him. However, the scent of The Typhoon on the air was enough to settle him, at least for the moment. Figuring he might as well see what was going on, the luminary redirected his course from his casual stroll along the shore, moving over until Morrison and Sophiea came into view. It was at this point that Aurum paused, the angel vaguely confused by the sight. It wasn't unusual for Soph to go back between Tanglewood and The Typhoon, but... she usually did so with Goldie, or entirely alone. So, who was this new person that she had brought with her? After all, Aurum didn't really know the true massive scope of the Pendragon family just yet.

Making his way over to where Morrison and Sophiea stood, the pregnant tigress sat down in the sand, looking between the two of them before his gaze landed on Soph. He tilted his head at the shaderunner, questioning softly, "Welcome back, Soph... I wasn't expecting you back from The Typhoon so soon. Who's this you've brought with you?" He could've addressed Morrison directly, but... it seemed like he'd get a more straightforward – and quieter – answer from Sophiea. Although, he did address the canine directly a moment later, mumbling as his tail twitched from side to side behind him, "And we've got a tavern around here. The Deathless Hound Tavern. But obviously before you go I'd like to know a bit more information... have to be a bit cautious after all, as leader." His tone didn't sound hostile, just like he genuinely wanted to receive a bit more information before letting Morrison go wherever he wanted. Perhaps if it had been a time before the Coalition, he would've been a bit less paranoid, but well... one had to be, these days.

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She’d been summoned.

Had Aurum voiced his opinions, he wouldn’t have been wrong. Tanglewood was generally pretty mild-mannered, generally “inside voices” kind of folk. To her knowledge, that wasn’t even a new thing, but being loud and obnoxious in a swamp was less than ideal, suboptimal actually. Made for easy prey far enough in. How Arrow had managed to survive this long was baffling, even to her, but maybe sheer dumb luck and a will stronger than steel got you far in this life. She’d never had any complaints, at least not long term ones. Personally, she thought she spiced the place up, had enough energy and personality for three. Point was, she didn’t really meet many people in in her same boat. Rat was somethin’, and that was cool. Finally, a worthy opponent.

”I haven’t seen such a blunt old man like this since Leroy.” Arrow said with a raise of her brow, more amused than annoyed or even professional. Professionalism was Aurum’s job, or her girlfriend’s, not her department. She instead rolled her shoulders back until they popped, chewing on a small stick to keep herself occupied. She did, however, start to smile mischievously when Morrison asked if there was anywhere to drink. Why, yes. Finally, someone who spoke her language.

”Like my man here says, business first, but I highly recommend the tavern. You look like you’d drink rum for breakfast ya salty sea dog.” No malice intended of course, the stranger’s rough demeanor greatly entertained her.

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[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

you laugh and smile at me, but you don't see a thing !

Tanglewood was indeed a quiet little town and usually when there was loud noise, it meant something was going on. Although Atbash wasn't very amused when she came to the scene and didn't see anything particularly interesting. It was just Sophiea, coming back from The Typhoon with a stranger, nothing to really have some sort of big whoop about. Atbash said nothing as she came over, seeing as what's needed has already been said. Instead, the demoness sat next to Aurum.

female | shaderunner [shp] of tanglewood

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[S. PENDRAGON]

When Sophiea began to follow her uncle thought it would be funny to splash some mud at her and she immediately squinted at him with an annoyed expression as she hissed "Not funny, cunt." She used one of her petite paws to wipe away the mud only to listen to the other begin to holler on how she was exhausted and already searching for a drink, Sophiea rolled her eyes not believing that she was related to this absolute cunt but she refused to say anything making sure that the muck that had been flung at her hadn't gotten on her prized scarf. A soft sigh of relief leaving her before her clanmates began to show up and her ears twitched lightly with her usual frown on her maw. Clearly, she seemed a bit annoyed by Morrison's behavior yet she said nothing until the other fell silent and Aurum inquiring who she had brought along this time. Her icy gaze lingering on the lion in that moment before replying with a curt nod of her cranium "This is my uncle Morrison Pendragon. I apologize for his behavior." She decided to say with a light roll of her shoulders.

"He is here to see Eternalknight and just generally visit. He'll be gone soon enough," The Pendragon added knowing by the face Morrison made towards the smells within the swamp, he was not a big fan of it and that was completely understandable. Her whiskers twitched lightly as she stood there hearing what Arrow began to say about some guy named Leroy then calling her uncle a salty sea dog, that seemed about right. Her eyes briefly shifting over to Atbash, oh yes, she was there too. Sophiea's gaze didn't linger long when she turned back to Aurum "I'll make sure he doesn't do anything remotely stupid while he is here."

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IT MUST BE BELIEVED TO BE SEEN

The scent of the Typhoon on the border was always something that Moth looked forward to. Whether it was them simply coming to visit for the sake of doing so or for them needing something, Moth was always one who wanted to be there. The life of the pirates was always one that interested her considering how different they seemed to be from the way those in the swamp lived. Coming over to the border this time was no exception to her curiosity, despite the fact that of the two that showed up, one was already a member within that of the swamp.

Padding quickly over, the reaper would offer a smile to the others, tail swinging idly behind her for a moment before she finally spoke. "I'm sure Eternal will be over soon if that's the case." Moth would muse, the sight of another Pendragon intriguing her. There seemed to be more and more of them popping up around the place, and she couldn't help but wonder where they came from. "I'm sure it'd be fine if he did some stupid stuff, stupid isn't lost on any group after all." There were stupid things done every day in Moth's eyes, especially when it came to getting injured. So many different ways to avoid it yet no one even thought to do so. "Hopefully your time here, however short it is, is one you have a fond memory of." The jaguar would speak to the other before turning around. "We should all get to town before we soak to the bone." And with that, she would begin walking.

MOTH KINGMAKER - TANGLEWOOD - PENNED BY TIKKI - BIO

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[Morrison]

CAPTAIN MORRISON

The first one to show their face was ignorant to his presence and instead focused on Sophiea. Morrison merely listened, offering a look over towards his niece as he did so. A puzzled expression donned his face. 'Who the fuck is this?' he mouthed. A boyfriend? Fuck buddy? Unknown father figure? The canine hadn't heard about a lanky lion in her life, but he wouldn't be surprised. They had been apart for a long time now. Rather than being too nosy, his sharp features whipped back towards Aurum.

Before he could answer, Sophiea had already introduced him. "Captain Morrison," he reiterated. "I promise I won't make a muck 'round here." His gaze surveyed the horizon. 'Looks and smells like it's a shithole already, anyways.'

Back on topic though. Clearing his throat, the wolf continued on. "Lookin' for a lad anyways," came his curious statement. "'Bout yea high-" His paw gestured towards Sophiea.  "-stronger accent than yours truly, and probably tryin to lurk around in the shadows, despite being whiter than a sheet of paper." Who knew how the albino came out of his sibling. He hadn't seen a feline as white as him before and that accent was definitely a stunner. There was no one like Eternalknight... except him, of course. "Ya know 'em?" the wolf finalized. "We would like to catch up for a drink, if at all possible."

"Glad to see I'm on the top of ya list, lad," came a snark reply from Morrison in regards to Arrow's comments. "Also while rum is fine, generalizations aren't gonna fit all the salty seadogs, you know." For a moment, his gaze shifted to acknowledge Atbash and he offered a curt nod. "Maybe we can go for a drink sometime." His eyes surveyed the group. Maybe they all wouldn't mind a conversation with an old dog sometime, especially over a drink, and then maybe they would learn what he really drank.

News came quick though. As Moth arrived, his head snapped over to her as she mentioned Eternal. "Yep, that's him," he confirmed. While they awaited for his arrival though, the small talk continued and mischief came back up. With a cocky smirk, he cooed. "I'll make sure to leave your home untouched." He was joking thankfully. "I hope my time here is pleasant too, love."

As Morrison began to follow after the lady, his lips pursed. He hadn't caught any of their names yet. "Now that you've got to know 'ol Morri, what about you? What are your names?"

——————— wolf & the typhoon + palm glades & info ———————

[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

everything's just come together at last !

Ah, so the blumbering pirate was only here to visit family. Atbash's ears flicked as she listened and caught Sopheia's gaze, soon turning back towards camp as Moth started to walk back. "Atbash Cipher." The savannah replied to Morrison's question, though her voice came out flat.

female | shaderunner [shp] of tanglewood

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[rhosmari]

The woman was late for this little gathering. She felt a little bad about it but she had been getting a bit more rest these days. Still, at least she had made it and at least she had been prepared to interact. The conversation seemed about over anyway and she could smell the scent of the Typhoon in the air. They had been getting a lot of them as visitors lately and she had no real issue with that. Stepping through the muddied soil she would give a small and welcoming smile to him. Seemed her girlfriend was already talking about drinks. "Perhaps Arrow should be careful with the drinking. Ah. Maybe both of them?" She muttered gently as she came to stand near the king cheetah, leaning over gently to press her muzzle against her neck. After that gesture of affection she could also agree with Moth. "Moth is right, they should all be getting back to the town. Ah, her name is Elsweyr by the way. Welcome to Tanglewood." She finally introduced herself as she waved her tail before glancing back the way she had come. Besides she was sure that Eternal would be excited to see the um, salty sea dog as they had put it. Whatever that meant.

[ETERNALKNIGHT.]

I'LL NEVER BE YOUR CHOSEN ONE

"Look vat zee vaffes sbit out," snarked an approaching tom, the one in question actually. He shook his head, limping over to the walking crew. He looked over his uncle, a relaxed smile on his maw. His fishy uncle hadn't changed much, unlike himself. Many new scars littered his once soft white pelt. He nodded to the rest, moving to greet his uncle with a headbump against the others shoulder.

"How are vu, Uncle Morrizon?" he asked, surprised to see the pirate. He hadn't his uncle in a long time and he couldn't help but wonder if he knew of the state of their former kingdoms. His expression darkened for a moment before he quickly replaced it with a happier one. He shook his head at the mention of alcohol, looking over towards Arrow. "I vouldn't recommend it, he'll drink vu out of your home und zen ask for more," he joked.

SO CRAWL ON MY BELLY 'TIL THE SUN GOES DOWN
I'LL NEVER WEAR YOUR BROKEN CROWN

— Reggan