i'm a heart-breaker

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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i'm a heart-breaker
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Posted on October 13, 2014 at 02:11:32 AM by jumanji

Cold, deadly rage enveloped him, his pupils dilated wide with pain as he worked his way through Moladion, head tilted awkwardly to one side, keeping the blood off his ear drum. A large gaping hole where his ear used to be is blatantly evident as he plods along, tripping over his own bandit marked paws. The pain has driven him to the edge, brought him within the confines of the darkness that has for so long been coiling within his soul. He is lost in his misery, hopeless and bleeding rather heavily. To the river, he must go to the river.

Once he stumbled his way to the water, he laid his aching body down, crawling toward the edge before he dips his ear into the cool water. Eyes fly wide as jaws open to release a heady raging roar that resounded even off of the peals of Spirane, there was pain, oh that dizzying wave of white hot nerve endings sending their charges to his brain, all the while having the skin sense every tingle they send and receiving only punishment in return.

Why!? Why had he let Tesseract have his ear!? Hatred blossomed, and a solid vow to dethrone the skinny male and make himself the Sea King. He would be master of the beach, and as a resolute believer in his bloodline, he will keep his mother's heritage alive within himself. He is all that he seems, and as he pulls a clean wound from the icy water, a sort of numb has taken over. A constant headache is still present, but the trauma done to his mind is too much for it to bear and he goes slowly into his own self, turning of the reason. In this state, bodily pain did not matter, he was all animal and though it hurt like hell, he would survive.

Something floats on the wind and the beautiful scent of honey and milk sinks into the sensitive cavities of his nostrils. How he moves still is not known, but balance is surely screwed to hell and back thanks to the removal of his ear. He couldn't let it clot within the cavity, and so he tilted his head.

Next time, he would not be so foolish. Next time it would be him to stay home, and the fool king to be nursing such wounds. He should have known that Tesseract would be tricky. But for now, Jumanji will be otherwise preoccupied.

He moves slowly, keeping his bloodied head raised high as he proudly tilts his crown to drain his wound. Once he sees her, instinct demands that he at least say something, have some kind of contact with her. Who knows, maybe she would be that tie his mother told him about, the one she told him to never let go the first time. Demetri, her first love, though she hated him for being fated to her. High hopes for a male alone, but hey, a boy can dream. "Do you by chance know how to heal extensive wounds, and pride?" He asks with a cavalier smile and a bow of his crooked head. Black ear perks toward her as he speaks, taking in her beauty as his yellow and jade eyes roam over her, gauging her for threat, promising dark things should she try to attack. But, really he just needs to stop the bleeding.

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