[Great, not only was this a new place with little similarities with his own, but it also had stinging rain threatened to chew its way through the hood that covered most of his face. Despite the fact that he was already wearing head-to-toe clothes with not an inch of skin showing, he still couldn't stand out in the rain forever.
The fancy purple robe was especially not good for keeping anyone from getting burned. It looked thin and threadbare, and so did the gloves, the cloak and what could be seen of old leather shoes.
Gasping as some of the rain actually eats through, Halvir heads for cover - but stops and looks a little worried as he sees other people hiding at the same place.
Please let the nervous boy in with you or he'll start peeling.]
ii. lights out!
[At least darkness was something he actually enjoyed, especially since he could conjure his own little fires both to see where he was going and to warm himself a little bit.
The fire he lights with a flick of his gloved hand is a really impressively neon green, however. Not exactly the kind of color you expect outside of a cool rave.
He seems to keep to himself, but when the ice cream is given out he's quick to get up and grab some. His depth perception isn't the best, however, with one of his eyes covered up by the hood, so he grabs someone else's.]
Oh... I... s-sorry?
v. network
Video (u/n: halvir)
[A somewhat awkward angle is shown of a tattered old purple robe, and then moves up to a face wrapped in almost completely in black linen. The eye that is not covered is quite green- to the point where it is almost glowing - and there's a hint of a long pointed ear behind matted black hair.]
Am I using this right? I'm sorry for b-bothering everyone, but is my Master here?
halvir | d&d oc
[Great, not only was this a new place with little similarities with his own, but it also had stinging rain threatened to chew its way through the hood that covered most of his face. Despite the fact that he was already wearing head-to-toe clothes with not an inch of skin showing, he still couldn't stand out in the rain forever.
The fancy purple robe was especially not good for keeping anyone from getting burned. It looked thin and threadbare, and so did the gloves, the cloak and what could be seen of old leather shoes.
Gasping as some of the rain actually eats through, Halvir heads for cover - but stops and looks a little worried as he sees other people hiding at the same place.
Please let the nervous boy in with you or he'll start peeling.]
ii. lights out!
[At least darkness was something he actually enjoyed, especially since he could conjure his own little fires both to see where he was going and to warm himself a little bit.
The fire he lights with a flick of his gloved hand is a really impressively neon green, however. Not exactly the kind of color you expect outside of a cool rave.
He seems to keep to himself, but when the ice cream is given out he's quick to get up and grab some. His depth perception isn't the best, however, with one of his eyes covered up by the hood, so he grabs someone else's.]
Oh... I... s-sorry?
v. network
Video (u/n: halvir)
[A somewhat awkward angle is shown of a tattered old purple robe, and then moves up to a face wrapped in almost completely in black linen. The eye that is not covered is quite green- to the point where it is almost glowing - and there's a hint of a long pointed ear behind matted black hair.]
Am I using this right? I'm sorry for b-bothering everyone, but is my Master here?