Recent content by Jago Rhys

Jago eyed the barrel placed between him and his Hound brethren. He narrowed his eyes at the pair before him, he knew they disliked him. He was immediately suspicious, while there was mutual respect, there was also immense dislike on all sides. He glanced to the side, his piercing golden gaze...

Jago paused his towering frame, a malicious grin curling his lips as the human spoke. A curse? As if those he killed, and tore, and shredded meant anything to him. He was not haunted with remorse, and never would be. He turned, murderous intent on the small, insignificant mortal. "You'll find...

Jago had turned to get himself another drink, when yet another interruption stepped in front of him. He was regretting coming to this fucking thing already, and he hadn't even been here that long. He curled his lip as a growl reverberated through his chest. She was not Sluagh, she was human...

Jago was silently pleased over the chaos he caused. He knew he was an asshole, and he embraced it with fervor. Not a soul on this planet could change that. He enjoyed pissing people off, hurting them for no other reason other than the fact that he could. He was only able to enjoy a sip of his...

Every year, it was the same bullshit. Young hounds came to test their mettle, make themselves notable. Rarely did they make enough of an impression to join the elite. Golden eyes watched the two cwn in the ring as Jago sat sprawled at a bench. His lip was curled in a sneer as he watched them...

The black shuck was full of adrenaline after his kill, already itching for more. He loved to sink his teeth into flesh, to rip and tear as he felt them grow still in his grip. He relished it, it was all he could think about. When he couldn't, he took to the abuse of the cwn annwn. It wasn't a...

Jago chuckled at Samara's reaction, his deep baritone voice reverberating in his chest. She was easy to rile, and it seemed he had touched a nerve already. He flashed his teeth in a fierce smile as he towered over her. They had their fair share of scraps, but the hulking monstrosity that he...

The Wild Hunt burned in his blood, it sang to every desire he had. Darkness blanketed the woods, gleaming moonlight straining to reach the ground through the trees. His breath coming in short bursts as he paced easily through the trees and bracken. Jago had diverted from his group, they had...

Jago was annoyed, he'd had his plaything jerked out from underneath him. Both of the siblings would see his wrath brought upon them back at home, he would make sure of it. He watched dismissively at the two fighting. It had started to really heat up, and he flexed his back at thought of being...

Jago snorted as the fae needled him, if it had been any lesser of a fae he'd be eating his teeth. Though he couldn't take his aggression put on the asshole in front of him, he did have a fee punching bags at home he couldn't wait to get his hands on. "The only reason I backed off was because I...

Jago almost couldn't believe the words that Casimir was spitting out. Defiance? To him? How dare he even think he can get away with such a thing. Weak as the attempt was, it was still an attempt and it would not go unchecked. Jago snarled in the smaller fae's ear, softly, dangerously. "Do you...

Jago knew he was pissing Casimir off, but it's not like the little runt would anything about it. Not against him at least. His lip curled up in a half smile, revealing his longer than average canine. Casimir made it so easy for them to toss around, it's not like he couldn't take some of Sluagh...

Jago looked in disgust at the cowering fae before him. What a sorry excuse for a shuck, why they kept him around was beyond Jago. Still, his brethren tended to be nicer than he was, and he knew it. Once set free. Casimir took off like a bolt, and Jago sneered with mild amusement. He loved the...

Jago lifted the corner of his lip in a snarl at the man's words. He had heard of his brethren being slaughtered on the hunt, and though he hadn't been present this year it still filled him with anger. The only thing keeping him in check was the man's title. The only thing that kept the shuck...

Jago let another rumble roll from his chest. A deep and dangerous laugh. The smaller fae did not show fear, did not cower. It was refreshing in an infuriating way, and it made him want to punch the smaller fae square in his smug face. "I'd like to see you attempt it." He grinned with malicious...