Qeya River in the beginning the gods created the heaven and the earth.

NOT a joining thread, but whoever answers can try to recruit him if they wish. Azrael is here to ask about his brother and if anyone has seen him, but that's all.

Azrael had traveled far and had found no trace of his brother, though he did not expect to. He wondered to himself how long he must keep up the charade, for his brother was most likely long dead, and there was a minuscule chance that anyone anywhere around had seen hide or hair of him. But Azrael had only begun his journey a month ago, and that, he decided, was not a long enough time away from the Mountains. He must return with some news, whether about his brother or not.

Sighing quietly and rolling his shoulder, he tilted his head back and howled, standing at the borders of this glacial pack. Then he sat down to wait, ears flicking at every bird chirp and animal in the brush around him.

ope no one here lol

Azrael waited for half an hour, settling into himself, into a state of meditation, drowning out the sounds around him and focusing on his breath. This made the time go by quicker, or slower, depending on how one looked at it. However, at the end of that half-hour, no one had yet arrived to heed his call. With another small sigh, he stood, stretched, and moved on.