Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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OUT OF THE DARKNESS COMES A KNIGHT
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MALiKYE

Anger rips through the beast, anger at himself and at those that dare to cause such a fury to rise within such a monster. He had failed Lilith by allowing one of her own to become murdered and in doing so, he had failed Andras which then led to failing himself. There was only one way to release all the pressure that boiled up within the tormented; to kill. The charcoaled figure moves through the thick lands easily, his large mass surprisingly silent with each massive step he takes. Talons dig into the earth as long strides make him look as graceful as a deer only he is not the deer in this story but the raging predator seeking such a thing to ravage. He is not out looking for dinner this day. He is not out looking for a simple meal but instead, he is searching for something different; revenge.

The wind shifts, causing the scarred monster to lift his head and falter in his steps. Another dwells nearby, towards the west of him and to his utter delight, it is a male. Females weren’t as easy for him to kill for even though the beast lacked all other emotion except the negative ones that fueled him in this very moment. Eyes roll as he inhales, a shudder running through his body before he finally tears off, pushing himself to the left and charging through the land like a silent bulldozer. His massive, muscled frame is surprisingly lithe as he pushes forward at such a high speed, pupils dilating with desire as ears flatten against his poll. It isn’t long before he can feel the musk intensify and he slows to a trot before halting completely.

Beneath the brush beside the trees, huddled in darkness is where Malikye resides in this moment. Icy shards flick through the weeds to land upon a dark frame and it is now that he catches the mixed scents of others. Cobalts flick away from the target of interest to examine his surroundings. Spirane. A silent snarl causes his handsome features to disperse. He is one the very edge of Spirane and to kill one so close to another’s border would only cause more problems then solve them. Even in his spit of revenge filled rage, he is no fool. He slithers closer to Spirane, right near the border while keeping the other male within his sights. He waits for a moment, muscles spasm with adrenaline with impatience. Finally, Malikye forms from the darkness like a demon coming from the underworld in itself. He snarls, lips curling back to reveal pearly daggers as he rounds on the other male, putting himself in between the other and the Spirane borders. The beast comes to a halt, hackles raising at the unlucky male who found himself just too close to a ravaging monster. His jaws part slowly, saliva falling from those daggers as he digs his talons into the earth.

No words are needed for this is not a mere conversation; it is a murder.

ooc: man this is horrible, sorry it took so long. HE ISN”T GONNA KILL HIM. just in case it looked that way. <3

"hear the demon creep"

IROMAR
male . casanova . demon .



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