
HELLBANE
I've all but just forgotten-
Hellbane has been nothing. Well - that’s not particularly true. At one point he assumes he was something, or at least of little importance to someone. That, of course, had changed. He’s been left to his own devices for some time now, had the ability to rot for a few years now too. It’s really not as fantastic as one would assume. More along the lonely side, but of course that’s never bothered him. He remembers being something of a silent, sullen colt anyways, not uttering a word until he’d met his half-sister.
Those thoughts don’t rattle well in his brain.
So he focuses instead on what he’s good at. His dark eyes greet the trees and inwardly he knows the types by name. He can differentiate which are everlasting and which are not, and he knows what types of creatures burrow within and without. The world itself may have shifted, but the physical properties of the land itself have not changed. Wherever Hellbane went, he was comforted by the thought that woods were woods, water was water, and everything else had a place, a purpose. It didn’t matter that he hadn’t found his quite yet - the time for that would eventually become clear.
It’s only when he breaks through the thin expanse of forest that he sees her, mainly because she’s so hard to miss. Matted, muddy, and clearly alone in whatever agenda she’s bent on completing. Such determination! To her, the world could be mute and grayscale. Hellbane decides then that he must have conversation with her, if only for the reason that they seem to be the only few about in this sort of weather. Nothing else drives the shaggy, sturdy draft mix as he breaks his hold to meet her in her journey. “Sorry to bother…” He calls out, rumbling voice echoing through the expanse around them. “But I wonder if you might point me in the way of Ischia?”
It’s a false pretense. Hellbane knows exactly where he is, and exactly where the acclaimed Ischia lies (due north … far north) but it’s her answer he’s most curious about. Not every day that you come across a face as distinctly alien as this one.
-What the color of her eyes were
ooc: bleh. Still trying to figure him out

