07-29-2018, 07:13 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — Why miss such an opportunity before him? That man that came to Snowbound's border spoke with such an elegance to his voice that he could not describe, despite his questionable name. It was as if his place promised much more than Snowbound did. For once, the thrill of the world could consume him if he wished, but yet he stayed in the shadows when the world called for him. Stryker couldn't help but think what could happen. The boundaries he was kept in were home and without them, he would be free to do whatever he pleased... but that wasn't necessarily the greatest of things. Stryker was a savage of a new kind. Chaos would reign and his urges would take ahold of him if he didn't set limits for himself like the Snowbounders did for him. If he inject himself into that community, he was not sure where things would go, though definitely it would not be in a good direction. Yet, his mind and heart told him to go searching. There was something that he wanted for once in his life and that was freedom from the judgement that the Snowbounders gave him... Freedom to do whatever he pleased to them if they did judge him... Freedom to do what he wanted.
Within the night, he bowed out of the camp with no word to trudge along the territory, hoping to find himself within the promise-land after a few hours of walking. All he had to do was follow that man's scent. Catching a wiff, he trudged on. Something put him off about the freshness of the scent and the tracks upon the ground, suspecting he was still roaming. Atbash and him were most likely discussing still. For such an unfriendly clan, they were way too talkative... and he liked that.
A short time passed and he found himself in the bushes, staring at the man himself. Venomous teeth gritted together. 'Why are you doing this?' came his thoughts, but he pushed through the bushes as if it was nothing to him. Concerns were for later. It was now or never. His first shot was missed, but it was time for his second to make it's debut.
With a snort, he made his presence known. "May I ask why you are wandering the territory?" Stryker curiously implied, his eyes cheekily narrowed in Yes Man's direction. Hopefully they were both here on mutual terms and not from two different of the group spectrum, otherwise he would be disappointed in himself.
Within the night, he bowed out of the camp with no word to trudge along the territory, hoping to find himself within the promise-land after a few hours of walking. All he had to do was follow that man's scent. Catching a wiff, he trudged on. Something put him off about the freshness of the scent and the tracks upon the ground, suspecting he was still roaming. Atbash and him were most likely discussing still. For such an unfriendly clan, they were way too talkative... and he liked that.
A short time passed and he found himself in the bushes, staring at the man himself. Venomous teeth gritted together. 'Why are you doing this?' came his thoughts, but he pushed through the bushes as if it was nothing to him. Concerns were for later. It was now or never. His first shot was missed, but it was time for his second to make it's debut.
With a snort, he made his presence known. "May I ask why you are wandering the territory?" Stryker curiously implied, his eyes cheekily narrowed in Yes Man's direction. Hopefully they were both here on mutual terms and not from two different of the group spectrum, otherwise he would be disappointed in himself.