05-14-2019, 07:54 PM
AUGUSTIN SALIAE
✯ — THIS LUCKY PENNY AINT BEEN NOTHIN' BUT BAD LUCK
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a male would make his way through the desert, head down against the intense heat with his tongue peeking from his jaws, stopping now and then to shake himself, pale blue eyes hard and cold as ice. he was tracking someone down, two someones in specific but the first ... the first had to be dealt with. he couldn't let his lackey disappear, not when they were this close to destroying the lingré lineage, at least the first generation of it. any that fell because of it, extra bonus.
he was here for that reason, and to find a home for himself and his lackey after they took down the demonic general known as jerisidie, the second crowned king of the hellhounds back in hell, also considered mother to most of the lineage. he was convinced that the lands would ring with his name, praising his heroic deeds of wiping out the demon hellhound that had always been one step ahead of him and his drive to get revenge on the family for the death of his lackey. the thing was, he didn't understand emotion and he didn't believe that he needed to in order to get his job done.
and so upon the border, the catamount would sit, panting in the hot sun, following only his missive and that alone would probably scare a few. he was here to find sundayprayers and the dragon that he had attacked under his order. he carried himself like a normal man, hiding his manipulation until he could bite someone and infest them silently with his desires and wills.
he was here for that reason, and to find a home for himself and his lackey after they took down the demonic general known as jerisidie, the second crowned king of the hellhounds back in hell, also considered mother to most of the lineage. he was convinced that the lands would ring with his name, praising his heroic deeds of wiping out the demon hellhound that had always been one step ahead of him and his drive to get revenge on the family for the death of his lackey. the thing was, he didn't understand emotion and he didn't believe that he needed to in order to get his job done.
and so upon the border, the catamount would sit, panting in the hot sun, following only his missive and that alone would probably scare a few. he was here to find sundayprayers and the dragon that he had attacked under his order. he carried himself like a normal man, hiding his manipulation until he could bite someone and infest them silently with his desires and wills.
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