THIS BLOG WILL GET NSFW..Your name is SKOLL FENRIR.
And you fight for equality and freedom.
You've grown up under the watchful eye of your guardian, the Jarl of Kings Holm, and its shaped you into quite the young warrior. You're still getting over your nervous tendancies, as you are a cosmetically altered MUTANT with golden hair, pale eyes and pale blood, a simple affliction that could have you killed on the spot. You're still figuring yourself out and your place in the world, but you are determined, responsible, and lighthearted.
You can only wonder what brightness the future holds for you.
i only have two speed settings for blogging: “makes you wonder if theyre even still active” or “your entire dash is nothing but me”
EIGHTY PERCENT OF AWRYNE’S SPRITE IS JUST
when i’m sad i just think about the time someone described benedict cumberbatch as “the middle stage on an animorph cover.”
Your name is OUDIN and you have been watching everything that has transpired thus far from your home, which is very, very far away with the help of your Avian companions.
Once a very handsome man, you lost your good looks, and your eye, to a very old friend of yours, but luckily you put that bastard in his place.
Unfortunately, you arent sure how long he is planning on staying there.
You are worried.