Dragoncrest Cliffs god bless the daylight

Tagging leadership ( @Erzulie @Rosalyn ) but I welcome anyone to meet him here since he...isn't exactly being vocal!

Eadwulf had no reason to be here. To be anywhere. He felt like a ghoul these days. Roamed in the hours of low traffic, hung around like a leech when he needed something. Then stole away in the night to rinse and repeat.

It was not a life to live. Not substantial nor right by any means.

Yet it was hard to find any sense of right or wrong when he felt so constantly wronged. Selfish, presumptuous perhaps, to think he deserved to be righted. He wondered if it was a sign of sorts. He needed to...lift himself before anything or anyone else would.

Perhaps that was what had drove him here to the edge of a territory's border. Cloaked in the scents of others. It was not home. It was not whatever picture of home he had conjured in his mind when the word was thought of.

That made it perfect.

A place he could hide as he rebuilt himself in whatever image he could.

So why did he hesitate? He did not know.

Simply remained a silent standing dark spot on the horizon of whoever might spot him first.