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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    But you don't fucking know me homie you don't want war.
    #38
    there is but one rule
    hunt or be hunted
    Sinner has tasted the sweetness of dragons before. It was a mix between magical and dangerous, but it did not compare to the tang of dragon scales he tastes now. He can feel his teeth grind against the harden barrier that protects the black-scaled dragon. It barely leaves a mark against him. The hellhound takes note of that—a natural protection that these beastly creatures wear. It was nothing like the sweet taste of Valdis. Ophanim quickly escapes from Sinner, but the dragon turns around and sends a sudden burst of fire towards them. Sinner quickly maneuvers out of the way. He quickly turns to check onto Mary to make sure she still stands there since it was more directed her way.

    A familiar voice sends the dark hound eyes perking forward. His eyes narrow quickly at the sound of his name above the raining chaos and destruction. The hellhound’s expression flickers with irritation and hunger. The smell of blood fills his nostrils and his body fuels with adrenaline. Finally, taking in the sight before him, he realizes it is the white stallion. “Ruinam,” he says as he finds words finally through the hunger that slowly creeps and takes over his humanity. “Glad you could join us.” A wolfish grin spreads across his lips as his eyes flick with blood thirst. “Do what you can to protect Tephra,” he says with a nod before turning his eyes across the battlefield.

    The battle rages on around them. Tephra is burning around all of them. He can smell the smoke burning every part of the volcanic territory now. It spreads quickly, just as the chaos does too. There is too much commotion but he lavishes in the creation of destruction everyone brings into Tephra. It was revenge they wanted. Their hands would get dirty. Blood is what they would get.

    Sinner inhales the smoke and fumes of fire. His gaze flickers here and there, analyzing the situation that plays out. The beat of his heart is racing, but within he is calm among the storm. This was his paradise—this hell. Suddenly, the earth stirs beneath him. Volcanic rocks and scorched bones are pulled together, creating a creation long whispered about in stories. Glowing runes align the arms of the golem creation. Sinner quickly calculates the mass in front of him, but before he can, he sees within the horizon as Castile and Litotes come over the barrier.

    He lets out an angry growl as he attempts to take down Leliana, but Sinner has no time to make it close to Castile as he attacks the Tephra queen, trying to break down her barrier even further. Castile quickly comes back down to assess the damage done. Sinner laughs with humor with every word that falls from his lips. “Sylva will never be yours, Castile. Try all you want, but I will not let you take Sylva!” he says with a snarl between the dragon-king’s words. At the mention of Valdis, he does not show his emotions for the sudden news. Valdis gone? No. He thinks sourly, biting his tongue. He would never allow Valdis leave him without a say. She was his.

    Suddenly, a large groan turns his direction towards the volcano. His eyes light up with fire as he watches the lava begin to spill from the top of the volcano. In the distance he can see Leliana using the last bit of her strength to open up portals for them all to find safety. Tephra was no longer safe now, and neither would be Sylva. But he does not hesitate to go back to the autumn kingdom to protect it now that Castile declared they were no longer the rulers of the territory. But Sinner would never be dethroned so long as he stood. He would not go without a fight to the death.

    The hound quickly searches around as he sees a nearby portal. “Mary,” he yells among the chaos, glowing eyes searching for his co-ruler. “Ruinam!” He yells. Sinner doesn’t wait to find them. He knows they are likely nearby and will follow him or not to safety. All he knows he must return to Sylva before anyone else reach it before him.
    Sinner
    the king of sylva
    character info: here | character reference: here

    -Sinner doesn't accept Castile's dethroning declaration.
    -He takes a portal back to Sylva after telling @[Mary] @[Ruinam] to follow him through it too. Feel free to come if you want Nyx or do your own thing <3

    Sad I missed so much battles. Was a good read everyone <3
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    Most likely always in his hellhound form


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    RE: But you don't fucking know me homie you don't want war. - by Sinner - 05-19-2019, 03:24 PM



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