[hider=The Guardian Wolf][color=gray][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/q9Hq2SQ.png[/img][/center] [color=gray][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/mApeJL0.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/rUzyFdp.png[/img] [color=ee82ed]Race:[/color] Silver-Wolf Shifter [color=ee82ed]Class:[/color] Arcane Mystic [color=ee82ed]Location:[/color] Center mast perched to bar [color=ee82ed]Interactions:[/color] [@Princess] Phia [@Potter] Arya [color=ee82ed]Equipment:[/color] [hider=Equipment List] 🐾 Special Magic Item: A magically enchanted Haori garb of snow🐾white fabric made of a mix of various creature materials and what few rare magic crystals scrounged. It enables the haori’s internal temperature to be adjusted to keep the user at the optimal temperature within a feasible degree and minor elemental resistance of the basic 4 elements imbued. 🐾Oruna tribal moon bracelet: a charm bracelet made in pairs sharing a deep bond. Those of the tribe share them with a close friend, cherished family member, or lifemate that holds a fanged tooth, one for each of those most trusted and loved. 🐾Small pouch holding emergency dried meat and any fresh fruit picked 🐾Small pouch of freshwater 🐾Sewing kit 🐾Small tool kit 🐾Small gold pouch (8) 🐾A partially started personal journal 🐾A personal dear drawing hidden on his person[/hider] [color=ee82ed]Attire:[/color] [color=ee82ed]Gold Balance:[/color]8 [color=ee82ed]Injuries:[/color] [img]https://i.imgur.com/q9Hq2SQ.png[/img][/center] [/color] [i][center](Header banner thanks shout for Gina)[/center][/i] [center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8y6sONFwOSw&ab_channel=MatthewParker] A Primal Elf, A snowy Wolf: Destiny’s Adventure [/url] [/center] The gentle flap of singing birds. A gentle salty sky spray tickles the air. Fluffy white wispy clouds within ever-reaching claws brushed delighted tips. The ever-constant rocking from the great soaring automaton. A rumbling of immense magic thrummed from deep within coursing up the trembling flapping of wooden mast beneath ten owl talon perched snow-sharp claws clinging in its firm steadying pose. Wind billowed and whipped its harsh biting chilly sting peppering snowy pale skin brushed by a touch of sun’s warmth tingling with a rising bouncy goose-pimply thrill; a solitary wolf stood in a windy rush of rustling fabric flapping in a fervent white flurry of snow dappered white fabric glittering beneath the fiery circling unceasing raw charged inferno carrying the pair forever bound on its unknown destiny. One, whose destiny was given unknowingly and a past buried willingly yet accepts with primal innocent curiosity. The wolf, charged ever her faithful protecter, keeper, watcher with twin moon promises to chain his heart to the oblivious elf who simply breathes and smiles with sunny life into his snow-buried and battered body long since turned to a still icy lake only ever reflecting her glowing beauty; a driven need to ensure her happiness above all, his blood-stained paws ache and will ache across this boundless thorny road now freshly set upon them with the innocent charge weight bears upon his back. Each step heavier than the last, taken willingly and without hesitation, her warmth, her jungle sweet scent, and twinkling smiles; ever increasingly painful yet a buried wondrous fascination of the new, the unknown, and mysteries of the realm forever thought denied him with a perilous timed mourning loss that wracked the lands and his life shattered completely. And yet, here he stood glowering at the heaven’s perch; an impossible vantage of infinite freedom and rich possibilities swimming in this magical ocean of strange and the weird; a gathering and risky mingling of new enthralling prey; his drug, his vices his ever predatory hunger to observe, to study to know to understand with a cacophonous storm of curiosity pounding his heart with a sensation since frozen, frost melting off his long numbed flesh, a raging fire bursting through him in a [color=ec008c][center]Rigid Spine tingling Snow-white fluffed ears in earnest listening Innocent snowdrop nose sniffling Frosty fabric dusting Closed hurt and loving eyes dreaming Tender pink-tipped claws quivering An invisible predatory gleeful grinning A face of neutral stone draped in shadowy hiding A caged monster stirring in wicked hungry thrashing A lost pup empty with lively scents inhaling [/center][/color] [color=f7941d]Chest fulfilling, heart pounding, exhilarating, scintillating, elating, arousing, perfume thick coughing, whipped winds tear-inducing, foot bobbing, upbeat knees bouncing, hunter claws itching, wolf snarling smile let loose in a silent howl of appreciation for all those sharing in this chance of what his body dug, clawed, cracked, broke, built, honed-[/color] [color=ee82ed]All preparation for this day; a deadly road bound on a forced path but here, now in the expanse of the sky only word came to mind, made easier to carry and spurn.[/color] [color=fff200][b][center]*Adventure!*[/center][/b][/color] Stable and controlled owl touch upon its toes bouncing in the rhythm of the mighty ship’s creaks buck and tilt, the gentle limbs of arms until the stalking predator and great carrier breathing in unison. Closed eyes opened revealing the eclipsing roaring orange ring reflecting in deep ocean blue eyes where jagged crimson glints faintly crackled with suppressed bestial fury, starry fascination glittered in his wave-rippling gaze studying the fiery magic mass in joyful child-brimming awe contained barely bouncing gleefully with each sway, bounce and creak of his mighty metal steed, his senses drowning in overwhelming wondrous thrills. A Slight guilty raise of the brow feeling the rustling tickling paper held between two loving delicate fingers flapping his missing elven charge message hastily scrawled in primal childish impatience that brought a quiet chuckle to his blank. [center][color=e5a7e2]“ Hongry!”[/color][/center] Pulling the wolf from his guilty indulging delay to drink in this once thought forever out of reach feasts of mysteries and unknown euphoria. A calming of the wolf’s nostrils catching fringes of Phia’s scent tickling in a reminder of his mission gifted in a little hunt for the elusive elf playing her innocent sneaky games whether knowingly or unknowingly. His eyes took in the crudely scrawled word or letter, its messily and feral rough strokes left its meaning lost on the prowling wolf though the loud O and Phia impatient curiosity made discerning simple enough. Cloud soft fluffed ears twitched and flicked like turning radar dishes, nose singling in on Phia scent forever memorized and cherished that even in this ocean depth thick sea of distractions, a lone jungle flowery scented trail wafting visibly only to one of shifter senses. Alluring and ever calling it began to draw his gaze downward with eagle sharp eyes, body leaning a perched wide-eyed owl, body stiff and prepped a snowy pink flamingo stalking in unbroken balance. Deep Aqua blue eyes crackling with a crimson searchlight prowed the airship deck below, the life-filling respite, brief and desperately wondrous, now must be set aside and buried once more. A slow exhaling emotional burying, soothing the furious feral monster once more; too dangerous to hunt his way back to her side until his predatory blood burned anew with ravenous, hungry, salivating life chilled once more. To appease his still overly-stimulated mind had allowed a metallic glinting smell to catch his sniffling gaze until they rested upon the familiar warforged he had noticed briefly flying in the ship’s trail during his venturing climb and a delighted little flick of the ears now able to see the great metal creature unobscurred. Momentarily distracted in bright awe taking in the master craftsmen and intricate work, shapes, and curves of hard unbent, undamaged bulk of the giant warforged, their bird gazing eyes hinting its kindred kind soul, a sun for a heart powering a cold body that cannot feel or love..in the way most can. A magical masterpiece with countless questions of his origins and make and more but kept on closed lips in silent appreciating delight. His eyes slightly panged taking in the scenery and glimpsing a departing dragonborn girl. Their conversation was muffled by the whipping winds and distance though, through focus and touch of arcane could afford him to listen in with concentration, but the wolf was never one to pry unless signs of threat/danger, choosing to study the tense vibe, the metal giant slight downcast tilting pose teasing a likely potential encounter as aqua eyes scanned the Dragonborn face evidently hinting disgust and gave a gentle disappointing subtle head shake with a shared offered grievance. A curious twitch and raise of the brows when turning back to the warforged to see a dwarf wandering over. His brows shifted to queer confusion as he studied the burly, stocky dwarf whose boastful voice shouted with matched enthusiasm and sharp eyes that recognize the behemoth’s unfathomable craftwork in design. At least what he saw a dwarf, but multiple vestiges of scents seemed to hover ever so faintly that without a close and cleaner sample could not figure out what made this blacksmith equally captivating for no dwarf has yet carried a strange phenomena of scents? [b][center]*Crack*[/center][/b] Before he could think on it more, however, the faintest familiar snap of bone cracked through a booming crowd of footsteps and sounds that carried a harsh pain his ears knew too well. Gentle rolling eyes gliding to and fro towards its unsettling spine-tingling source, seeking through the various chatting faces in conversations or arguments until they rested upon the whimpering pained child’s face clutched in an exotic snake glittering beauty’s hands. A momentary rankling bestial rise seeing what appeared at first a cruel attack on a child, but as he continued observation could see she had done so without malice, the lack of killing intent the impression something deserved. Not an approving way to handle, but a likely harsh and needed one to foolishly target such a…dangerously exotic hunter in their own right. Sensing no need to intervene, more so after hearing a hard, stony voice stepping force with aid, no hesitation at the injustice even if a tad overly done punishment. A holy figure that were he to view in full in his unprepared glowing stature would be blinding and grateful for the distant view to keep his seeking eyes scanning their rough emotionless features, a lone orange glowing eye burning in unbending justice. The chain of events led him to see richly exciting prey to study, but then again his nose caught a hint of Phia’s scent; his hunt drawing nearing its end as his eyes stalked towards the bar, closer, almost there… Gliding along the opened bar counter; a brief pause at a hunched cloaked figure shifting in hiding fashion. A slight head tilt, unable to discern more chose to move on for the hungry elf’s scent now brushed his nose as if already before him, a playful hovering peek until. [center]*[color=ec008c]~ Found you~![/color]* [/center] A delighted gentle airy growl, a releasing pouncing hop forward sending the snowy-white garbed wolf flying in elegant grace towards the bar, air rushed and flapped about his falling form, stoic gaze honing on his turned elven charge’s turned back with eagle sharp focus as his body glided in a long arc, long flapping sleeves catching and slowing descent slightly allowing for manageable controlling with every shift, twitch and turn of his limbs to keep his path flying truth. Faint pinkish crackles, a tinted faint glow of lavender reflecting in the wavey blue eyes. Electric pink mana charging the lines of his snowy-draped form, gradually charging energy channeling and concentrating with calculating and with a gentle lift of his left foot in mid-walk and altering five paces behind, twin red marks locked on- [center][b][color=ee82ed]-Blink step-[/color][/b] [/center] A quiet crackling lavender pink flash warping on magical currents moving at a blinking speed, then without warning the white-haori robed wolf would suddenly appear out on a burst of electric lavender pink breezy flourish fluttering pink petal flairs as his lifted clawed sole continued its mid-walk touch on a graceful elf’s touch and quietly walked the five paces precisely in a casual comfortable gate. Stalking his way towards the counter with elegant, gentle strides nary a rustle of the sleeves in his wake unable to help his stealth habits as the loud rumbling of his stomach alerted him to Phia’s intent and in one simple bumping nudge to nudge a golden coin from its hidden compartment within the left sleeve, the cold metal trinket gliding effortlessly down into timely closed waiting finger, delicately pinched between pointed tips. “ [color=ee82ed]There you are, sweet Phia. Apologies for the delay, the message though cute…perhaps include a drawing of meat for future clarity?[/color]” The wolf softly spoke with a soothing, smooth deep voice with a slight gruff rasp uttered on a chilly brisk breath of snowdrops tickling skin in place of warmth. His clawed right finger lightly tapped the crumpled paper he had casually placed in front of Phia upon the counter getting her attention with a slight playful irritation in his posture. A second rumbling from the hungry elf prompted him to place a gold coin atop the paper.”[color=ee82ed] And this should be served with the meat. As much as the young miss wishes though I must ask to add some vegetables.[/color]” Turning his studying gaze to the warforged bartender, her feminine design both strangely unorthodox and fascinating and took a second to take in the beauty, whetting his curious thirst for now, and turned back to his sneaky elf companion.” [color=ee82ed]You need to keep a balanced diet, sweet Phia. And I do hope you haven’t forgotten my tips on what we use to pay outside the village, yes?[/color]” An inquiring raised brow thankful to see she had yet to attempt to barter one of her precious shiny rocks. He was preparing to sit down when another rumbling stomach caught his ear's attention, stronger and crying in desperate need impossible to be mistaken for anything but a starving need for a helping hand. A quiet second nudge and lowering of a gold coin set on its edge; calculating eyes peering down the counter, a gentle priming nudge in the opposite direction, a precise and measure little timed flick of fingers sending the endlessly valuable golden metal given freely to roll across the counter to land in front of the cloaked (Arya) figure with a faint thump.” [color=ee82ed]And whatever the starving young maiden wishes as well.[/color]” The figure though cloaked, their scent offered some hints that roused his excitement to the possible tiefling; one such race rarity he had yet to witness outside books. Only more reason to give up what was might as well be fool's gold to him while an almighty tool that gave need of it. With that, the wolf satisfied, gave a whisked slide onto the barstool sitting in quiet patience with folded-sleeved hands resting gently against the grained hard counter and gave three pondering taps.”[color=ee82ed] When their orders are served, may I request some tea…something calming, hm, extra strength, this chest seems to ache particularly fierce this morning. At your soonest behest, madam barmaid, if you please.[/color]” A light polite bow of the head following his request then sat in idle waiting, his eyes simmering with adventurous excitement. -2 gold pieces [/color] [/hider]