06-13-2019, 06:12 PM

there is but one rule
hunt or be hunted
hunt or be hunted
| After the war things had been too quiet. He had expected a full raid to come raining down on Sylva to overthrow them, but nothing came. There had only been dead silence from someone that had opposed them to no longer be leaders of Sylva, but the hellhound didn’t exactly think too much about it. The silence had given him time to finally put the last remaining of bits of his plan to take what has always been his. Challenging Castile for the leadership of the kingdom within their sector of Beqanna was not something anyone would take lightly—at least Loess would always remember it. Whatever the outcome was, it would be meant with danger. There would be those that would continue to take them down, but Sinner was prepared to protect his position once he was crowned king. He would never give up until that crown was his, even if that meant leaving Sylva behind. There were sacrifices that would need to be made. Giving up something so precious meant greater rewards. Sylva would always be there, and so would he. But he could not give up on the opportunity now since it finally presented itself to him. He waited too long for this. The familiar sound of Mary’s call reaches his ears. Sinner remains silent these past few weeks, but he does not miss the beat when he is needed. Mary had her own things to handle as well—raising another one of his children. However, she wasn’t the only one to birth another one of his children. Valdis carried another one of his, but she had been taken away to Pangea to serve a year as their guest. He often thinks of her, but visiting her during these important times was something he could not give up. Taking the crown for himself meant so much more. Making his way towards the Mary, Sinner moves with no haste in his dark bay horse form. These last couple of days he does not find himself filled with worried. Eventually Castile would show up to accept his challenge, he knew that the dragon king would not forfeit the challenge. It certainly would bring the king shame if he did not accept it. “Mary,” he coos softly as he comes near her. It had been too long since he laid his eyes upon his co-ruler in their brief interactions since the war. “I hope you haven’t been too busy,” A smirk grows on his lips as he hints at their newly born child. |
Sinner
the king of sylva
@[Mary]
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Most likely always in his hellhound form
