Larkoon Darkmat'r
White shadows
Larkoon kept his terrifying glare, hiding his confusion underneath. Creepy? This guy? The young Zabarak didn't feel like he was alienating anyone. Well, this could be from the fact the boy only knew rage and despair in his emotions, due to training his whole life. Slowly the short acolyte looked to [member="Cross Ikon"]' direction, pausing for a second. "Hmph.." The boy growled under his voice. He shuts his eyes and folds his arms. Everyone is filled with such 'feelings'. It was hard for the adolescent to understand.
"I merely wish to make conversation with her...I will not cause any harm..." Larkoon retorted to both men in his icy, eerie voice. A darkness continued to drift from this boy like s lingering shadow.
[member="The Shadow King"]
[member="Razz Michaels"]
[member="Keturah X"]
[member="Breanna Volsh"]
[member="Silara Vantai"]
"I merely wish to make conversation with her...I will not cause any harm..." Larkoon retorted to both men in his icy, eerie voice. A darkness continued to drift from this boy like s lingering shadow.
[member="The Shadow King"]
[member="Razz Michaels"]
[member="Keturah X"]
[member="Breanna Volsh"]
[member="Silara Vantai"]