#c;kellen

Open to: anyone 

Where: one of the tables

@crookedsoulsstarters​

Kellen’s time not spent doing court business was mostly spent drinking or generally having a good time. The present good time and accompanying refreshment was interrupted by a rowdy patron, and judging by the temper, probably a wolf. Kellen’s near permanent smirk morphed to a grimace before the bouncers came over to grip him up. “Okay- bai!” The Fae called after them, his smirk returning, happily. “About time they took the dog out, am I right?” 

Open to: henry lassiter

Where: the bar

@sinful-souls​

Kellen rarely spent his time in myre grove, there was no bar there. He mostly spent time in the haven, where he was sure he'd seen the muscled anti-god before. Today, he was in the darklands at the blood bank. He didn’t need or want to consume blood but the morbidity and darkness of the club was what lured him in. No nerves shook his hands as he walked right up to Henry, planting himself on the stool next to him. “I’ve seen you around but never in here.” An overly casual greeting in comparison to what he said next. “Would you take offense if I told you I wanted to climb you like a tree?” 

Open to: nadara vanserra

Where: their home

@ofnadara​

Kellen was ancient, but he fully believed in you were only as old as you felt. He didn’t feel a day over two thousand. Having a stunning, much younger wife certainly didn’t hurt. They’d known each other for the better half of a millennia and he still liked to surprise her with gifts now and then. They’d concocted the countless schemes in their time together but by far, the most dastardly, was the one that ended in the death of her first husband at Kellen’s own hand. The deed was easily carried out, he’d never treated Nadara to Kellen’s liking anyway. 

Now, with a ring on his finger for over a century, he entered their home. “Honey, I’m home!” He called out, brimming with excitement. He amazed himself at times, he’d aquired assistance of a mermaid who owed him thanks to a well- placed alliance at just the right time. He made off with some of her scales, along with a creature he’d never even heard of but found out Nadara had been asking around for it. She knew better than to publicly dirty her hands, but Kellen often laughed such things off. He presented her gifts on the table as he heard her approach, then slowly turned to her. “I’ve come with gifts.”