Ankyra Sound Everyone who sees you falls in love

When Alduin asks if he knows him, he answers with a low Not likely. Alduin takes his word for it. Just because his memory is shit, doesn’t mean the other man’s is. Most of his lack of said memory’s are from trauma blocking. How helpful of his mind. And by helpful, he means how fucking annoying.

His annoyance at his own useless mind only shows in the form of white brows furrowing.

Still, the male shrugs casually, mentioning that he’s not from around the area. Which makes more sense to the hellhound. He’s never smelt him before and even then it seems like he wouldn’t remember. 

So as Alduin walks around him and practically presses his snout to his shoulder to take a sniff, Tenebris still seems fairly calm. He would expect the man to start bristling at Alduin’s closeness. Surprisingly, he stays relatively neutral. That’s good. It doesn’t make Alduin want to challenge him as much as he first did when he caught his gaze earlier. 

Eventually, the hellhound pulls away, a question falls from the stranger’s lips then,

What are you called?

He steps away from him and circles back around to meet his gaze once more. 

“The Executioner.” He says dangerously. The smokey rumble of his voice is low and gruff as he speaks the title. He continues on though. “Do you have a home in these wilds yet?” The man seems level headed. Perhaps Blackwater could use him. Plus, if Alduin brought back another Acolyte for the Listener, then he would gain her favor.