#zaclen things

(had to use this image its the best ref i got of him right now lol warning this is when hes stile a slave under Miss sweets) => you didnt have much in the way of close to speak of so this shirt was doing while you walked the streets just as the sun had gone down. you been good for about a month this time and Miss Sweets let you out to run a earn for her and get your self a ‘treat’ how nice of her right... you were walking down the streets hands shoved into your lose pj pants. “i hate mornings...”

looook at all my children :D and the new babys to heh  hear are there names (left to right top row) Cedric Tinker Hector Alestr Gidden Talvia (bottom left to right) Bawbaw Jamber Velvet Zaclen Stella (the last three dont have names just yet :3)

look what i got actual art of my trolls a decent amount that don’t have bios yet lol but any who have chibby art of my children (from left to right for names) Alestr Gidden Talvia Velvet (VV) Zaclen Stella 

=> fuck you did it... you acholy did it! you got away you got out of that hell hole you called a life for the past 6 sweeps of your life. you were finally free... free... you haven't been free in so long no more having to take the abuse... no more sleepless morning were your body acked from what some random scum bag had did to you that night before.... => you were walking, staggering with every step you took you were in pain and bleeding. you could barley think past that second you were in as you walked aimlessly after running for three days strate. you were hungry you were scared out of your mind and lost... you been locked up inside for so long you lost your own sens of direction. you had tried hunting for beast but with your injuries everything always seemed just to be a leap a head of you. you would cure under your breath and try again and again to no avail other then exhausted your self out.  => you wipe the sweat from your head as you held onto the hook swords in your hands as you slowly kept walking throe the cold night. tile you happen apon a hive in the slight distend. a hive... who knows who or what could be in there... but a few things were certain there be food and medical supply at least you hoped. you weren't one for stealing or ransack a hive but you were so desperate and drained you do anything at this point to survive. even if that meant hurting a troll... you moved to the hive ans slowly checked the window to see if the troll who owned it was home or even if the hive was vacant which it wasn't, but nether was there a troll inside. with it all clear that only left worrying about a potentially vishes lussus... 

(just to show what troll this RP to) => you were out gog you were finally out of that hell hole of a place. you were beat up something bad lots of cuts and bruises laced over your body and your olive blood was making small dribbles on the ground as you rested against a tree panting like a whiled bark beast. “F-fucking hell...”