Silver Insanity

Good day all, Firstly, Hi, and it is a pleasure to game with all of you. Blame Wyvern for my appearance here. Secondly, I am afraid to say that I don't have much time this weekend to post, but shall try for tomorrow and Sunday evenings. My sincere apologies to those who were finally getting introduc...

Keeping the arm in its sling, Caelund pumps his fist a few times and checks that the blood flows red after letting Odin do his thing. After a couple, he hisses between his teeth as feeling and colour returns to the limb. "Thanks for the leech," he comments coarsely to the shapeshifter, &qu...

Following a fair distance behind the much faster bear and beast trails the said grey-cloaked figure. Stumbling out from behind the trees as the manticore is driven off, the man leans against a tree - the left portion of his elbow-length cloak and hasty sling both soaked in darkening blood. A deep ga...

As the great beast slows its chase and turns to bound after the black-bear*, the former quarry continues away for a short space, before leaning on the trunk of a nearby tree and panting heavily. Taking full advantage of the brief moment of respite the grey-attired man pulls out a ribbon of cloth and...

The birds would notice that the forest canopy is particularly dense, allowing only brief glimpses here and there of a grey-attired figure. The man - as may be reasoned based off his dark beard - seems to be running erratically from tree to tree as he clutches his left arm, always keeping a solid tim...

A crash of branches resounds from deep within the forest.
The interspersed noise is clearly getting closer as it barges through brush and bracken, and moving at appreciable speed.

20 Amongst the courts of Amber, Caelund appears quite human, middle-aged with square shoulders, a dusky complexion, umber eyes, and near-black hair swept off to the side. His bearing is self-assured and vigilant for anomalies, which then get observed with blatant curiosity (when tactical considerat...