color on monochrome - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: color on monochrome (/showthread.php?tid=22925) |
- Tobias Castillo - 12-01-2011 [html] [/html]Howdy! - Ehno Marino - 12-01-2011 [html] <style type="text/css"> .ehnosun b {font-weight:bold; color:#bf6f34; letter-spacing:1px; } .ehnosunooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:10px;} .ehnosun p {text-indent:25px;padding:5px 10px;margin:0px;} .ehnosun {width:400px;border:1px solid #77482b;background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... hnosun.png);background-position:top center;background-repeat:no-repeat;padding-top:200px;background-color:#000000;text-align:justify;margin:10px;font-family:georgia, serif;font-size:11px;line-height:12px;color:#77482b;} </style> Hello! Welcome to 'Souls! ^^ wc:408 Ehno seemed to be becoming more and more keen on lingering by the lakeside these days. The calm weeks presented to the Dreamers after the struggles with AniWaya had been a blessing to receive, though the Marino was still hesitant to drift too far from the packlands for long. So he had become used to drifting aimlessly within the pack territory when not keeping a watchful eye on the borders or holing himself up within his workshop in the manor. More often than not he found himself drawn to the lakeside, enjoying the sights of the cool, still water. A man of the sea, the Italian was almost surprised to find himself becoming drawn to the stationary waters of Rabbit lake rather than the rolling waves of the sea just to the south. But these were the days of change it seemed, and Ehno was content to go with the flow. Today was another day spent beside the lake, this time with a fishing rod in hand. The homemade rod had been neglected for some time now, the Marino being otherwise occupied for the last few months. But with the peace that had seemed to tentatively settle onto the land of Dreamers once more, it seemed like as good a time as any to enjoy one of his old pastimes. His luck today had been somewhat iffy at first, but eventually the male had found where the fish seemed most eager to bite. He broke away from his sport with two moderately sized fish strung up to be carried home. He debated whether to stick around and try for a third, but another option soon presented itself to him. A howl rang in the air, seeming to emanate from the borders not far from where he was. The voice was an unfamiliar one, and it had Ehno's curiosity raising. He wrapped up the old wooden fishing rod, gathered up his catch and made his way east to the borders. The Marino went forward at a quick pace, each of his senses on alert. Within time he came upon a stranger lingering at the borders, the likely source of the call. Amber eyes gave the male a cursory glance, taking in the sight of his sturdy build and mixed coat colors. No apparent threat, but the Marino remained where he was, watching him carefully. "Ciao, stranger," he called out, accented words easy, friendly. "You've come upon the lands of Crimson Dreams." - Tobias Castillo - 12-02-2011 [html] [/html]Thanks for replying so fast! <3 - Ehno Marino - 12-03-2011 [html] Of course! <3 Wasn't so fast this time, I'm afraid. ;P In all the years Ehno had lived here, he had the opportunity to greet many at the borders. Friends, foes, and those seeking the comfort of a new home. This proved to be the latter, a friendly young wolf with energy and enthusiasm. The sight of an easygoing, friendly wolf put Ehno at ease, and slowly his cautious demeanor developed into something more relaxed and casual. The Marino listened with careful attentiveness as the stranger spoke. He was glad to see a friendly face, something Ehno could relate to quite well. Some days he feared to discover another attack on their territory, but it seemed those days were being put well behind them. Ehno returned the smile, shifting the fishing rod so that it leaned against his good shoulder. “I’m Ehno Marino. It's good to meet you,” he introduced in turn, tilting his head in a nod of greeting. The Dreamers were always welcoming of affable canines, and Tobi here seemed fit that well. But there was of course the business end of a meeting like this. “Well, I suppose we might have room for another member,” he began, lips raising in a bit of a teasing smile. “What might you be able to offer us in return? Any skills that you’re particularly fond of?” Standard questions for a standard encounter. With any luck, this would be a quick an easy affair. Past experiences had taught the Dreamers to be cautious, but that did not make them any less welcoming to those who proved themselves worthy. |