Recent content by Arcoff Morikson

Many moons had passed since the attack on their caravan, and many phases had come with them. At the beginning of their journey any noise, even the sound of a branch breaking, demanded their full attention. It took a long time for their nerves to settle, before they could return to any sense of...

"Fast enough". Arcoff's eyes were square on the beast even as he answered Amelia's question. He had barely finished saying this when the creature tore through his bindings with an ease that terrified Arcoff to his core. In a show of primal instinct he found himself running away before he could...

"Shut it furball" Marcel said angrily "You try to steal from us and then expect food" he scoffed before turning to the caravan leader. Despite his being their security enforcer the leader had the final say even in these circumstances, "What do you say we do with him?". Klaus paused for a moment...

Arcoff retained with warm smile throughout their interaction, years working as the shops face had tained him well. "It is a pleasure to meet you Amelia I hope we get a- WHAT IN XOLOTOS' NAME?!" He said recoiling as a beast entered, he fancied himself an open minded guy but in the end he was...

After some time Arcoff found himself still too anxious to fall asleep and seeing the female still reading he decided now would be as good a time as any to introduce himself. "Well, uh sorry to bother you, just wanted to introduce my self before the days done." Despite his wanting to be a bard he...

Arcoff's eyes glinted at the offer, it seemed things were going his way so far, he had expected at least some resistance at his arrival but he certainly was not one to scoff at a warm welcome. Naivette can be a wonderful thing, despite everything happening around him, the looks and raised brows...

Arcoff chuckled, a bit of flattery never hurt when it can to people in power " It would be my plasure kind sir" he said, dropping off the horse with practiced ease. Despite his dream of becoming a bard, his father had never allowed him to slacken in his carpentry and he had lithe muscles to...

As luck would have it there was indeed a wheel, actually there were a couple, carriages had a bit of a reputation for not lasting long in the long plain pathways. " A moment kind sirs" he said darting within the shoppe in search of his father. After Arcoff had finished explaining the situation...

Smoke billowed from the carpenters shop, cutting at least some of the chill brought by the rainy day. For Arcoff the dreary weather seemed like the perfect physical representation of how his life had been thus far, stiffling, boring and as monotonous as the pouring rain. However unbeknownst to...