Ankyra Sound Sorry About your Luck Kid

There really wasn't much for him around anywhere other than to look at the woods around him and bask in its beauty as if he belonged among them. A phantom stalking in the night only to be disturbed by a curious commoner would by and give him some entertainment for a bit before moving onto the next - and speaking of which, one was just on their way. 

The call stole his attention away from the massive trees and onto an earthly looking fellow. Handsome, even he had to admit. Mildly smaller than himself, but that was nothing to scoff at - Abaddon didn't like to fight and so this guy could possibly kick his ass if he was not careful should he piss this one off too. A common thing in his daily life lately. 

They are quite impressive aren't they? He quirked a brow. Keeping a pretty placid face about the man's question, he replied as naturally as possible as if he certainly did live here his whole damn life. This guy wouldn't know any better unless he was a regular here after all. I believe they are called mentula magna. He lied smoothly, having no clue what these trees were called he was just trying to see if he could get caught shoveling shit.

Taking a couple of steps in the direction of the new guy, he wondered how this one would go? History dictates it wouldn't go very well... but hell, it was some kind of entertainment to last him a few days. I think it translates to mega something rather.