Post by Felix Steele on Sept 17, 2019 17:56:34 GMT -5
Felix sat on a boulder and looked over the ocean. In the distance, he heard the roar of a dragon and the panicking mortals. A corner of his mouth lifted in an amused smirk. It had been years since he'd seen a dragon. He decided not to approach. Not yet, at least. He had just arrived to this wretched island moments ago. He wanted some time to collect his thoughts by himself.
Then he heard footsteps in the sand. He tilted his head to hear better. He thought it sounded like three, perhaps four people approaching. He turned his eyes toward where he was hearing the noise and he gave a low chuckle, "I wondered where you went," he murmured to himself. His son, Thomas, was one of the people heading in his general direction. He thought he saw two women with him. Felix had just started to think that Thomas had ended up being a "chip off the old block" as they say when he recognized one of the girls. He bared his teeth in a way that did not resemble a smile at all, "i should have just killed her..." he mused.
He remained on the rock and plastered a charming expression on his face. He wouldn't do or say anything until they drew closer to him.