
Chemosh was out wandering again, he wandered quite often as he was a curious kind of guy. Deadly curious. He slipped from shadow to shadow, his ivory eyes constantly searching for something interesting. It seemed to be his sole purpose in life, it was too simple to charm every day things, but something truely fascinating, now that was fun. It was late afternoon and the sun was already beginning to sink into the horizon, and good riddance to it, he thought.
Chemosh was a mix of some of the darker bloodlines and as such he had no love for the light or anything that pained his eyes and made his tail frizz
(one would think shadow matter can't frizz but MAN...)
This also included plain things and rudeness that just made his blood boil.
But what he was, first and foremost...was a snake, and a charming yet effective hunter. He was different than his brothers though, those who were only interested in the normal "evil" things, stalking, murder, conquest, all that silliness. Chemosh searched for knowledge and with that, power. So only the best and MOST interesting things were allowed in his narrow world, and as it happened...those most interesting things...seemed to appear more often at night.
And so he slipped through the growing darkness with ease, barely distinguishable from the shadows he lived and breathed in. Maybe something interesting would come out of this night, maybe.