06-23-2016, 01:24 PM
THE EARTH IS ALIVE, AND MAN IS A PARASITE.
AND HEAVENLY BODIES MAKE US FIGHT.
He has watched from afar; deep-set crimson eyes searing into the crooked figure looming so near to his right-hand and a female he had taken beneath his proverbial wing. He has always held Brynmor in high regard, and as such, he trusts him to be able to handle himself - yet, something causes him to linger now. An icy breeze slides along his scarred pelt as he shifts uneasily, and the tension - even from afar - is palpable. Something is stirring between the two males; something troublesome that urges him from the plateau he had been standing on. His thick muscles ripple and roll beneath his obsidian flesh, which begins to encase in a thin layer of frost as he strides forward towards the four.
As he nears, his senses become acutely aware of the lingering scent of coal and burnt embers that lay rancid in the suddenly too still air and he sneers as he sees the intruder issue another threat. He is towering; a mass of muscle and bone - stark against the dulled landscape that lay behind him, but his pounding heart floods with a fury all its own and soon, he too becomes ice. His disheveled tendrils of hair become entangled with thick flakes of snow, and his once menacing gaze sets ablaze - a bright, burning blue as fury and ice begin to overtake the ice King.
His nostrils flair as he slams a single hoof into the icy permafrost, sending a shock-wave through the solidified ground. A thick blanket of ice twists and turns, crawling rapidly across the terrain as it weaves between Raelynx and G'ren Fire and her young child; it climbs and grows thickly and quickly between them while arching around them. Above them, the sky begins to rumble and stir with the depths of a brewing storm, and soon a gentle hail sets about them, a looming threat of danger that stretches far beyond first impressions.
"I care not for why you are here, but your tiring fire tricks will not bode well here. You will not be taking either with you," He gazes to the icy barrier that now lay between Raelynx and intended victims. "she is protected within the Brotherhood as long as she wishes to stay. You have overstayed your welcome. Go. Leave, now."
As he nears, his senses become acutely aware of the lingering scent of coal and burnt embers that lay rancid in the suddenly too still air and he sneers as he sees the intruder issue another threat. He is towering; a mass of muscle and bone - stark against the dulled landscape that lay behind him, but his pounding heart floods with a fury all its own and soon, he too becomes ice. His disheveled tendrils of hair become entangled with thick flakes of snow, and his once menacing gaze sets ablaze - a bright, burning blue as fury and ice begin to overtake the ice King.
His nostrils flair as he slams a single hoof into the icy permafrost, sending a shock-wave through the solidified ground. A thick blanket of ice twists and turns, crawling rapidly across the terrain as it weaves between Raelynx and G'ren Fire and her young child; it climbs and grows thickly and quickly between them while arching around them. Above them, the sky begins to rumble and stir with the depths of a brewing storm, and soon a gentle hail sets about them, a looming threat of danger that stretches far beyond first impressions.
"I care not for why you are here, but your tiring fire tricks will not bode well here. You will not be taking either with you," He gazes to the icy barrier that now lay between Raelynx and intended victims. "she is protected within the Brotherhood as long as she wishes to stay. You have overstayed your welcome. Go. Leave, now."
OFFSPRING
the ice king of the tundra
Sorry this isn't better; wanted to get him thrown in here.
