07-14-2016, 01:06 PM
He considers the tall crags and ice mountains that are now his home - though unofficially. He's yet to complete whatever task is required for full time membership. Instead, he has sulked around and haunted the edges of the kingdom like a green flecked ghost. With a labored sigh he decides to leave, but only temporarily. He is not so stationary.
The Forest seems like a fair enough place to set up shop, and at a days journey from the Tundra it makes for a decent change of scenery. He would like to think of himself as a nomad, but in reality he is young and fickle.
It's time for something neutral.
The Forest seems like a fair enough place to set up shop, and at a days journey from the Tundra it makes for a decent change of scenery. He would like to think of himself as a nomad, but in reality he is young and fickle.
It's time for something neutral.
PYROCLAST