Dust clouds puffed with every slow and steady breath that was taken as Devrum lay face down on the cold bitter ground. A warm sensation lapped against his face as his feral eyes opened to the sight of a hound licking him. The hound was of medium length, black with a white stripe going down its snout. He blinked slowly as his eyes squinted, a growl was given as the dog backed away. Devrum's body mass rippled and grew as his paw-like hands dug into the ground.
The beast revealed itself and stretched out with a echoing roar. So long had it been since it had the chance to stretch its full length. Black, beastly eyes widened when it realized what it was doing, and soon Devrum shifted back to himself. Fingers still dug into the ground as his breath became startled. He glanced to his wrist and found no modified band...he glanced to the hound that awoke him as if it had the answers, to which it merely sat and then laid on the ground with a whimper as if making it clear it held no answers for him, but held concern for this man it had discovered.
"The fuck is going on..." he muttered more to himself than anything as he staggered to his feet. Voices in the distance could be heard, though he wasn't sure if it were true or perhaps some illusion or dream...that spire...the baron lands...he recognized none of it. Unprovoked, the hound slowly approached and began licking Devrum's fingers, drawing his attention to it as he crouched and scratched against its cheek.
"Where are we dog? Not a clue...just like me...right?" Devrum stood and chose to move toward the voices. The new found hound walking along side him as he caught sight ofVervain and Ashetta in the distance. He stopped for only a moment to see if they would fade or blur from his vision...but they remained. Cautiously, slowly he began walking toward them. The hound at his side letting out an audible bark to draw their attention as Devrum made his way over. They were real...he realized this and a smirk began to slowly lift his thick, bearded cheeks into a curl.
"You're safe..." He grumbled in his natural stern rasp as he clasped Vervain's cheeks and kissed her before she could utter any words or fully acknowledge him, lifting her and holding her up for a long beat before he realized the others. He turned to Ashetta and lowered Vervain before hugging Ashetta to the point it'd be difficult for her to draw breath, a deep kiss pressed to her forehead as he inhaled her scent as if assuring himself it was really her. He left his nose buried in her hair as he looked around. "...I don't remember any of this..." Devrum turned to Vervain though he still held Ashe. "...what is this place?"
The beast revealed itself and stretched out with a echoing roar. So long had it been since it had the chance to stretch its full length. Black, beastly eyes widened when it realized what it was doing, and soon Devrum shifted back to himself. Fingers still dug into the ground as his breath became startled. He glanced to his wrist and found no modified band...he glanced to the hound that awoke him as if it had the answers, to which it merely sat and then laid on the ground with a whimper as if making it clear it held no answers for him, but held concern for this man it had discovered.
"The fuck is going on..." he muttered more to himself than anything as he staggered to his feet. Voices in the distance could be heard, though he wasn't sure if it were true or perhaps some illusion or dream...that spire...the baron lands...he recognized none of it. Unprovoked, the hound slowly approached and began licking Devrum's fingers, drawing his attention to it as he crouched and scratched against its cheek.
"Where are we dog? Not a clue...just like me...right?" Devrum stood and chose to move toward the voices. The new found hound walking along side him as he caught sight of
"You're safe..." He grumbled in his natural stern rasp as he clasped Vervain's cheeks and kissed her before she could utter any words or fully acknowledge him, lifting her and holding her up for a long beat before he realized the others. He turned to Ashetta and lowered Vervain before hugging Ashetta to the point it'd be difficult for her to draw breath, a deep kiss pressed to her forehead as he inhaled her scent as if assuring himself it was really her. He left his nose buried in her hair as he looked around. "...I don't remember any of this..." Devrum turned to Vervain though he still held Ashe. "...what is this place?"
