 MADE BY ★MEULK OF THQ | The soft rattle of bones could be heard as Blad made his way through the East Forest of Magnolia, simply on a walk. Magnolia was a strange place for this beast-like man to be in, but with nothing better to do, he had found his way here. Now, Blad wasn't one to admire scenery much, not since it had a lack of importance to the man when he trudged through it. However, today had been one of those rare occasion that he had decided to get out of the guild of Sabertooth and out on his own. Normally, he would've been seen stalking around the vicinity of Sabertooth's Guild Master, as any loyal servant would have been. But with the Guild Master far too busy to even leave his own quarters, Blad found no reason to stick around the guild. Besides, a little alone time wouldn't have hurt the magus, considering he was almost always never alone in the guild.
His adventures had led him here, into the gardens of the forest just outside of the gates of Magnolia Town. It was a rather small and impartial forest to be in, but it was a forest nonetheless, and quite beautiful at that. Blad's heterochromatic eyes dragged across the scenery, taking in all of the lifelessness that was around him. With winter here, there wasn't a single thing in the forest that was notable to the man, not even the snow that littered the ground. Yet, what had caught his attention was the sparkling lake just beyond the lumps of snow that he was trudging through. Normally, lakes would have been frozen at this time of the year, but this lake. . . there was something special about it. Not to mention, two other people were stationed at the shores of the body of water, making him slightly curious to know what was up.
Silently, the bone-clad Sabertooth magus would make his way over to Savannah and Rhyolo, keeping partially to himself. The left optic of his face, the most normal of the two with white sclera and blue iris studied them with mild curiosity. His right optic, the estranged eye that had a black sclera and red iris, narrowed ever so slightly in wonder toward them. "What are you two doing out in the cold in such clothing?" came the gruff and rather rustic voice of the 6'9" male. An impressive height, indeed, but he was burly enough that his height alone was not distinguishable from far away until he was up close.
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by Guest 22nd December 2016, 10:11 am
