Zain
It was easy to find, this place described as heavenly. If not for the muted tones of pink and purple, then surely the fact it was the only kingdom in the south.
The undead thing looked out of place here. From his gaping wounds, exposed tendon and bone, to the unkempt dreads that hung from his neck and hindquarters. All indicators he was the least heavenly thing to exist.
It was late in the night, or perhaps very early in the morning, that he had crossed the borders from just beyond the ruins. The red glow of his eyes pierced the soft darkness of the land. An indicator that something not of this kingdom was present.
His pace does not slow as he enters the land, moving him into the heart of it quite quickly. No announcement is given, no warning to those that slept amongst the lavender fields, nor to those that may be awake at this hour. He was not here for them.
If tradition rang true, which it often did, he knew he had to look for something out of the ordinary. A deity with mythical properties or a totem out of place. His gaze shifts, his ears swivel, his pace slows. “Ah huh!” He murmurs into the night air.
His approach halts an appropriate distance from the stone figure so he may view it in its entirety, his eyes trailing from its solid base to a warriors etched face. He wouldn't deem it impressive, not like the burning tree, but there is something about it that warms his cold heart. Something in the stone expression, frozen in time and the faint brown tint that stained it. His nares flare, drinking in the distant scent of blood. Could it be that this totem had a dark past?
Considering where it has come to rest he wonders if the land wasn't as heavenly as it seemed. This revelation perks his ears, sending his head to turn left, then right. Nothing outwardly screamed out to him as sinister, so he looked to see if there was anyone nearby to ask.
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Viszla Wanna make a deal with the devil?? XDOpen to other members of the Gates as well!
Possesses health transference
and may steal your health.