#blitzindite

Aw, thank you @blitzindite!

"Then you are in luck, these two take a lot more of my headspace than other characters"... I would say if my brain had some kind of executive functionality (though I have big plans for them, so maybe one day).

Now, I believe I've mentioned that there's actually 3 siblings, but never got into their relationship, time to fix that.

Ended up running Spirit of Vengeance and Battle of Rishi with @raven-of-domain-kwaad ‘s Ryscha and @blitzindite ‘s tank, Jendrush!

Congratulations also to Ryscha on her career change from Alliance Commander to Rakghoul! Karness Muur would be proud.

Size of course doesn’t matter but if it did, Ryscha would say she is a bit bigger taller than Varrich is. 

I went with ‘Ablaze’ cuz I had an instant idea!

These kids have their own elemental powers according to their marks and tribes of origin. Like I said, Iris the griffin has air, and Blitz the kitsune has fire!

He has a particular ability that he loves to show off, though.

I’ve been into them since they were introduced. I never considered actually writing them until I saw people talking about rping as them from various blogs. That piqued my curiosity, so I made an rp blog. I never really actually dived into fanfiction until after that though, and it was @septic-dr-schneep that inspired me to start writing my own lore/fics, and it took off from there.

“Ya know,” Mark started, and Dark felt the intense urge to repeatedly bang his head on the nearest wall. Unable to go through with the action, Dark instead focused on trying to pull his wrist free of the rope that bound it to the arms of the chair he was strapped into. Mark, back-to-back with him in his own chair, had stopped moving, and Dark wanted to smack him for giving up so quickly.

“I gotta say, I’m a little surprised.”

Dark didn’t dignify Mark’s statement with a response. His grey wrist was rubbed raw with rope burn, but he’d managed to makes some progress. Maybe with the addition of blood, they’d slide right off. Dark was willing to try it, at this point. He didn’t want to spend a minute longer with his moron creator, who was doing absolutely nothing to improve their situation.

“Jumping me had to be super easy, I can get that, but you? How the hell did they do that?”

This time Dark did reply, growling loudly in his throat. His weak aura slithered along the floor, a few clumsy tendrils passing over Mark’s feet and squeezing his ankles in warning. The ringing was dull, a little off tune, but beginning to grow stronger as Dark’s irritation rose. He could feel Mark rolling his eyes since he found it appropriate to do it with his entire head. Dark was glad he’d bent forward to focus on his wrist, otherwise, he’d have been clocked by the movement.

“Alright, alright, jeez! I’m just trying to pass the time.”

It was quiet for all of half a minute before Mark spoke up again, and Dark’s eye twitched.

“But, like, really- how?”