Posts by ~Serafin~

"Oh, hello." Serafin said as he padded over towards the group. It wasn't like him to get in on any action around the border so late. "Joining, huh? Sweet." he said with a nod . Serafin rather liked this guy's attitude, it seemed like he would be entertaining to watch.

"That's excellent. I'm Serafin, it's nice to meet you." he said, padding over behind Malkyn. He had a bad habit of listening into conversation, especially border conversations he happened upon. Serafin guessed that the newcomer wasn't a social type of person, so he decided not to talk too much.

Serafin couldn't say that he'd ever been to the Skulls before. Or even ever done any ambassador type work. It was a nice change, but he had absolutely no clue what he was doing. Based on what he'd seen from other invitations, you were supposed to just leave the invitation. So, that's what Serafin did.

It was white with an intricate black border. Spidery letter's formed the words "You are invited to a masquerade in Darkclan." Below read the details.

thread: A picture paints a thousand words {EVENT, MASQUERADE BALL}

Serafin was speechless. He was a general now? Dang, he felt important all of a sudden. "Of course. Thank you, Wilson." said the angel, dipping his head in gratitude. "As for the raid, I think that sounds like a good idea." Normally Serafin wouldn't promote unprovoked violence, but Darkclan was a justice seeking anti-clan. So he believed they wouldn't raid a clan with a generally good nature anyways.

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Serafin followed with a nod.

"Oh, alright. I'll remember that, thank you." Serafin said. This made things nice and easy. "So, yes, welcome then. Can I get you anything? A tour perhaps?" he offered the newcomer.

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Serafin realized it had been awhile since Darkclan had contacted their allies, so it felt good to be able to leave this note. Like the clan was starting to get back on track.

It was a white invitation with an intricate black border. Spidery letters spelled out "You are invited to a masquerade in Darkclan." Along with details written in a smaller size below.

Thread: A picture paints a thousand words {EVENT, MASQUERADE BALL}

Serafin didn't think that he had ever gone to this ally before. Blackheart Rogues, was it? Seemed like a nice place.

He dropped off an invitation that was white and elegantly decorated with a winding black border. It read in cursive letters, "You have been invited to a masquerade in Darkclan." Further details were recorded at the bottom in smaller letters.

A picture paints a thousand words {EVENT, MASQUERADE BALL}

Oh, good! Some of the people he'd invited had made it. Serafin padded in, wondering what this would be like. He'd never even been to a masquerade much less helped host one. Serafin took a seat towards the ftont, deciding to let Wilson and the other newcomer talk, and prepared to greet any other guests.

Serafin was astonished by the array of beasts and goods all packed onto the wagon. The angel recognized Sel, so he could only assume that this was some event he simply hadn't been warned of. A sort of trading holiday maybe? Serafin would try to stay casual, offering Sel and the other a small "Hello. What can I do for you?"

The canine was totally unfamiliar to the General, and his tone sent chills down his spine. As an angel, Serafin was strongly against attacking someone who only looked threatening unless he could be sure they were an enemy or a demon. So, the flame point tom would approach the wolf cautiously. His voice remained calm and friendly despite his defensive body language, "Hello, name and business if you wouldn't mind."

"So, where to?" asked Serafin, scanning the path options with bright blue eyes.

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Trade exotic animals? Serafin found the idea slightly disturbing. . . Like a slave trade. On the few occasions he'd talked to Sel, she'd seemed like a good person though, do there must be a reason. "Animals? They aren't sentient?" Serafin asked with a frown.

Wilson's hostility startled Serafin. The leader rarely lost his calm like that. He prepared himself to launch a fireball at the wolf if necessary.

//rushed

Serafin arrived on scene with a look of surprised curiosity. "Oh, hello." greeted the angel as he stared at the enormous group on the border, at a loss. However, an NPC gave him the gist of it and Serafin would respond with a solemn nod. "I'm terribly sorry for what happened." he said and was about to offer to lead them to Darkclan territory when the lion just began walking there on his own. Serafin felt a twinge of irritation with the wildcat. He didn't want to embarrass anyone who was traveling with the lion, so he simply ignored it and started again, "May I show you back to Darkclan so you can get some rest?" he offered to the rest.

I have a huge test coming up this week so I will be super inactive until Thursday. I will try hard to make up for that inactivity during the weekend.

Sorry, I've been too busy this week to even post a new inactivity notice. I've had finals all week this week, this being my last day of them. I have not forgotten about any threads and will reply to all of them tonight and tomorrow. Miss RPing with you guys and hope to be back soon!

Serafin approached and read the note over Wilson's shoulder with a frown. "I do not think we should attend that." he said matter-of-factly. As an angel who stood for justice, the name Bill Cipher made Serafin sick. He'd heard horrible stories about the demon and had no interest in meeting the fiend personally.

"Hello," Serafin greeted the newcomer with a polite nod. In all honesty, he was a little wary of the trade considering the last person who had come over from the Skulls in hopes of trade had basically been trying to sell them slaves. However, he realized the strengthening of their alliances were necessary I'm order to stay afloat so he would sit back and allow the newcomer to speak with Wilson.