#tyrfanged

“Ronaaaan--” knock knock knock

The familiar sound of Ryan knocking on Ronan’s door, no cares in the world for if his friend was ready yet or not. “Are you ready yet, Ronan~?’”  He tests the door handle cautiously and once it’s clear the door isn’t locked, Ryan opens it to let himself in. “I’m coming in! Come on, if you’re any slower we might be late!” If only because of Ryan’s habit of getting distracted by everything would make the walk a good fifteen minutes longer than it needed to be. It couldn’t be helped; if he saw something interesting he just had to inspect it!

The asmodian prince winged his way through the trees, drawn towards something he had not felt in centuries. The magic of the Erudon family was still vividly familiar to him, even after all this time, and to feel it on the fringes of his senses so suddenly was quite surprising. 

Of course, this world had changed since he last felt so strong a wielder of his old friend’s powers. The mortal races had forgotten the part demons had played in their salvation, and the alliances once thought to be unbreakable had slowly worn away. Now folks only remembered the demons that had wrought destruction upon their towns and kingdoms, but not the ones who had fought, and won, to save them. So his people had all but retreated from this dimension, save for Dio. He remained here, at the behest of a promise he had made long, long ago.

Free food, delivered right to his doorstop? Well he will accept it and quite happily at that! How kind of Ronan to spend his time delivering treats to his friends..!

“…Oh. Thank you, Ronan.”

To say the Asmodian wasn’t pleasantly surprised by the gift would be an outright lie. Especially given how quickly his tail was twitching; a clear indicator of a very positive reaction. Gingerly, he took the box in his hands– his claws tapping lightly on the wrapping for a moment as the sweet aroma wafted gently from the freshly made sweets– before he looked back up at Ronan. 

Ronan will be dropped!

It had taken absolutely no time at all for Ryan to begin to panic and worry about his friend. He had woken up here alone but after that ‘dream’ of a peaceful life as childhood friends he just knew Ronan had to be here as well.

Why else would he be the only other chaser to appear in that lifetime?

Tracking was one of Ryan’s best skills and although he wasn’t sure quite where Ronan would be he could try and piece together an idea. Navigating the unfamiliar city wasn’t easy , however, and after a few hours the elf found himself losing hope.

Finally he relented. Remembering the information he’d been given - that he could still transform for a short period - he gathered nature’s energy into his body and assumed the shape of a red bristled wolf. He took off as fast as he could with nose to the ground, sniffing anywhere and everywhere for a trace of Ronan’s scent and was quickly rewarded.

Not even five minutes later had he caught a lead and soon enough he came up to his friend , tail raised and wagging in excitement.

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Ronan!

You’ll be housed in CONDO 408.

You’ll retain the use of magic defender up to five times per day, though it can only be applied to one target per use. You’ll also be given a wooden sword.