Storm Watch Butte A Band of Demons Joined in and it Sounded Something Like This
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Ooc — Herod
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The hawkish eyes watched as the stranger's dark form appeared. An amused smile curled upon Herod's lips, his golden irises flicking towards Ransem, commanding him with a silent wait.

Oh, my, my, my, you aren't looking your best, are you, son? Herod's voice carried a chuckle, rich with pity and wry amusement. His piercing gaze traced the contours of the young one's patched body. Please, make yourself comfortable. There is no use in standing awkwardly when sitting will achieve the same effect and is much more agreeable.

The elder wolf adjusted the alligator hide draped over his silvering shoulders, the leather pulling against his fur as he settled more comfortably.

Tell me, do you know this country well, uh-- Herod paused, mouth falling agape as he thought momentarily, forgive me-- your name?