Get with me if you want to move up in rank. I'm going to change up the pack tasks for a little change of pace.
Congratulations to Adrian on her promotion to Governess. She will handle the guidance and teaching of our young pups in Iromar.
If you have a ^ next to your name, that means you're up for promotion so see me or send me a message on Discord so we can see where to move you. All others interested in specializing or getting a rank, let me know so we can figure out how to make that happen.
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I know I had a couple replies for the training with Spirane so I will be starting that thread soon. Stay tuned!
I am still working on an alliance with Diveen and Asteraia so stay tuned. If you have any information or would like to help, please let me know. If anyone has any ideas to promote activity within the pack, also, let me know. I am open for plots and such! Meanwhile, thank you all for your continued support of the pack.
No Method, Just Madness IP: 108.19.101.218 Posted on November 28, 2014 at 09:21:51 PM by Andras
The sounds of Iromar were all too familiar. The croaking of frogs, the hum of crickets, and the splash of mysterious creatures of the wet deep. He was always among the sounds, always within the teeming life and death of Iromar. Perhaps, it was going to drive him mad one day. It used to be a place where Lillith's wicked laugh could be heard as she hunted their prey. Hell, he even missed Siren's annoying giggle. The sounds now, they just seemed to loop on repeat. Nothing new, nothing exciting. Only the pack and the crushing feeling like gravity was constantly trying to drag him down to the very core of the Earth, into hell itself where his Lillith lived.
Yet on this day, his ears were to be tickled by a sound he had not hear in so long. His red-tipped ears twitched as the tune seeped into his conscience. His eyes grew wide after a moment, his head lifting to inhale the song like life itself. She was here, and it was long overdue. Rogue. He felt his heart clench at her call, his closeness to her had been missed for so long. No, he did not have the bond he had with Lillith with Rogue, but she was his sister. They were of the same blood, and yet Rogue never really liked his other half, and Andras? Well, he never had a choice. The bond twists and turns the soul, and he was powerless but to fall under Lillith's grasp.
His demon paws thud against the damp ground. It was cool in the air, growing colder with each and ever rise of the sun as winter was threatening to come in with a slow announcement. He trotted at a steady pace, muscles still toned despite his bouts of depression. He was a grand masterpiece of a wolf, despite his many scars. He sludged past grasses growing brown with time, seeing even the world around him slowly decaying just as he felt his very soul being ravished over time. His stern eyes did come upon Rogue, her very form even touched with time itself. He did not really absorb the fact that she gained scars in the war, just as he did so long ago.
He remained tall, head high as he slowed his pace and stood before her. He held a fixated gaze at her, hardened as he takes her in, his dear sister who left so long ago. He kept a firm stance, allowing silence for a moment.
"Rogue, what brings you here?" he asks, although his heart swells as he sees her. Honestly, he did not know why she came now. He knew he had sent Lamia a long while back, Naberius even before then, yet she never came. Why now? What has changed to where she feels she should come here? Perhaps, it is simply business, but he hoped she was here for more.