11/19/2025, 6:56 PM
Skill: Ghost
Abaddon stalked Draugur unknowingly. His brother seemed to have no idea the massive beast was stalking him incessantly, his eyes never leaving to pale Revenant as he slipped Abaddon slipped. The monochrome monster slipped from behind tree to tree, ducking behind brush and doing a damn good job of hiding.
Abaddon too remembered the sting of the bears, the prize he'd won afterwards, the taste of battle fresh on his lips. It was extremely intoxicating. Their bites leaving nothing, the way they fell hard. It was all too good to be true and it had given the boy a new sense of self.
The boy stopped behind a tree to watch his brother like the creeper he was.
Du bist giftig, ach so giftig.
Mood board — Playlist— Voice— Toyhouse
Any Of Abaddon's Siblings Are Allowed In Any Of His Threads No Matter The Marking Unless Otherwise Stated.
OOC does not equal IC, Abaddon's actions are not representative of my own.
Abaddon can speak German, Icelandic, and Norwegian but typically speaks English.
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