☇ Amber eyes and white-blond hair☇
↙ Fiesty and unruly↙
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「Astien Gajasha」
Child Prodigy
Child Prodigy
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Astien frowned at his mentor's words as he informed the group that Gwyn hadn't had his permission to bring them into Black Reach. That gave him something to think on as they left, and he added Seregon's glare to his thoughts as well. It was unusual, for Fangs to run around doing what he pleased. Seregon was in charge, not him, that was how it had always been. He was bypassing the general order of things though, and that was making Astien suspicious. There was definitely something going on, though he couldn't say what. At least that's what his instincts were telling him.
He trailed after Seregon and continued to keep hold of his hand as the elevator ascended, remaining in an unusual thoughtful silence. Well unusual for him- he rarely held still with his high energy levels. He wasn't paying attention to keeping a hold on his magicka at the moment, so his hand was starting to get colder and more frosty. A bit of magicka seeping out without his notice.
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Oh Odd Child:
⊱Lift to the Surface⊰
Astien frowned at his mentor's words as he informed the group that Gwyn hadn't had his permission to bring them into Black Reach. That gave him something to think on as they left, and he added Seregon's glare to his thoughts as well. It was unusual, for Fangs to run around doing what he pleased. Seregon was in charge, not him, that was how it had always been. He was bypassing the general order of things though, and that was making Astien suspicious. There was definitely something going on, though he couldn't say what. At least that's what his instincts were telling him.
He trailed after Seregon and continued to keep hold of his hand as the elevator ascended, remaining in an unusual thoughtful silence. Well unusual for him- he rarely held still with his high energy levels. He wasn't paying attention to keeping a hold on his magicka at the moment, so his hand was starting to get colder and more frosty. A bit of magicka seeping out without his notice.
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Oh Odd Child:
⊱Lift to the Surface⊰
A magical prodigy
The Archmage's Apprentice
☽ℰiℛuki ℛostℰiℛ☾
Harbinger of the Companions
Swirled white warpaint down one cheek and three scars down the other. Short, wild hair that is a light mix of brown and red, and silvery eyes filled with fighting spirit. This is the Harbinger.
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Eiruki and her wolves were impressed by the weapons though she personally was more interested in the Silver Hand camps. She supposed their job was done- they had tested the weapons as they had been asked to do, though they might need to do one more test run to check how the modified dwemer gear worked.
She did look a little cautious when Gwyn asked to talk to her personally. The rest of her group perked immediately, but she called them off with a quick hand gesture and followed Gwyn. If anything were to happen, she could shift and call the rest of the group to her with a loud howl, or simply take on Gwyn on her own should it come to that. Luckily it seemed he had no intention of fighting her, instead leading her to a private but open area.
Still, she didn't trust easily, so she seemed a bit tense. The mention of a new contract, while interesting, didn't help her much. She had the weapons and armor, as well as the promised location of the Silver Hand camps. She had very little to gain from this arrangement, and apart from that, she was uncomfortable knowing that he had hired them without permission of his own leader. Respecting and protecting ones pack was important, and to simply see one ignore a system so similar to her own unnerved her.
"Am I to assume that your leader does not know about this either?" the Harbinger didn't sound pleased. Gwyn had, after all, kept information from her. Important information. That was something she had made quite clear that she wouldn't tolerate from the start, so he had some explaining to do.
Out Of Control:
Harbinger of the Companions
Swirled white warpaint down one cheek and three scars down the other. Short, wild hair that is a light mix of brown and red, and silvery eyes filled with fighting spirit. This is the Harbinger.
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Eiruki and her wolves were impressed by the weapons though she personally was more interested in the Silver Hand camps. She supposed their job was done- they had tested the weapons as they had been asked to do, though they might need to do one more test run to check how the modified dwemer gear worked.
She did look a little cautious when Gwyn asked to talk to her personally. The rest of her group perked immediately, but she called them off with a quick hand gesture and followed Gwyn. If anything were to happen, she could shift and call the rest of the group to her with a loud howl, or simply take on Gwyn on her own should it come to that. Luckily it seemed he had no intention of fighting her, instead leading her to a private but open area.
Still, she didn't trust easily, so she seemed a bit tense. The mention of a new contract, while interesting, didn't help her much. She had the weapons and armor, as well as the promised location of the Silver Hand camps. She had very little to gain from this arrangement, and apart from that, she was uncomfortable knowing that he had hired them without permission of his own leader. Respecting and protecting ones pack was important, and to simply see one ignore a system so similar to her own unnerved her.
"Am I to assume that your leader does not know about this either?" the Harbinger didn't sound pleased. Gwyn had, after all, kept information from her. Important information. That was something she had made quite clear that she wouldn't tolerate from the start, so he had some explaining to do.
Out Of Control:
DO YOU DARE HARM MY PACK
☽ With Gwyn outside the city ☾
The WEREWOLF'S light fur shines red and brown in the MOON LIGHT
Above Jorrvaskr the HUNTER always watches over his children
The Companions PATH may soon be lost in the d a r k n e s s.
☽ With Gwyn outside the city ☾
The WEREWOLF'S light fur shines red and brown in the MOON LIGHT
Above Jorrvaskr the HUNTER always watches over his children
The Companions PATH may soon be lost in the d a r k n e s s.
