Gone, for so long he had spent time absent from his family and it did not come without great sacrifice. But he had followed his young ones to this place and though he had not called for them immediately he had always had intentions to bring them together once again. The Patriarch of the family was disappointed, mostly because they were scattered in the wind with little to no care. Did they not know that their family stood on the moral ground of loyalty and kinship? That being together would be the most important thing, especially given the ailment that most of them carried. It disturbed him to know that they had fractured apart like splinters of broken wood, and he would glue them all back together piece by piece. His sons were a whole other topic in themselves, they would need to be spoken to separately. The agenda today however was to get a head count on everyone and to establish a base area for them to gather with whatever information they have gathered.

He moved through the field of flowers, appreciating the warmth of the spring air on his back and the sun overhead. A low chuff was exhaled as the man pulled to a halt, still tall and stoic amongst the flowers. They would come, all of them would filter in eventually and then he would speak. For the moment he waited with patience, though he could not help but grit his teeth, the urge to stroke his goatee strong as he mulled over everything. Mostly the past and now the present, certainly the future and what it looked like. There was so much still to be determined, enough that concerned him but he'd always had one hell of poker face, those concerns would be kept to himself. For now he needed to reestablish his reign and ensure the others knew where he stood, they would be together once more. When they were ready and the time was right.


Note: After 84 years irish has finally gotten the group fam thread up, I tried to tag everyone and forgive me if I've missed anyone! I'll be posting again a week from now on the 22nd to give everyone some time to get their characters in c:



[outlaw exp]
+5 Tempt someone to leave a pride
+5 Learn something interesting about a pride or family
+10 Set up a base for your group

@Ruin @Orchid @Opium @Poltergeist @Fury @Hyperion @Wraith @Vain @Odium @Archaic @Aglais @Recluse @Viper @Laveau

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((Posting assuming Io can post here too since she's Recluses child?))

After joining Wolfbron, she had been completely disconnected to her family and their affairs. But to be honest she wasn't to blame as since she was young she had to run for her life many times and at the end she found herself lost and far from those who shared her blood, including her father and siblings. But in her new pride she felt accompanied at least, she felt like someone would have her back in times of danger and dispair. Given a purpose beyond being a simple rouge without a place to sleep.

She arrived to the fields, originally going for just hunting but movement got caught and she approaches the lion. "Io Black, are you in need of help sit?" She asked unaware he was a relative of hers.

@Discord

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It is not a call that she particularly wanted to hear any time soon. Even though she longed to reunite with any of her kin since she had returned to Amaryllis- she was rather fond of the life she had built thus far without their control. In their company, Ruin was far weaker than she truly was.

There is fear in her gut, but she was careful to keep it well hidden from her features. Elegant as always, she arrived in a timely manner. The flowers brushed against her limbs as she picked a path toward the brute in the distance. While she did not know him personally, she knew of who she assumed him to be. A great Uncle- and the leader of their bloodline.

She straightened as she approached. Movements are light and airy, almost fairy-like as she moved to take a seat off to the left of him. A small smile on her pale touched lips. Ruin, descendant from Decay and Vanquish. She states her name and lineage in her introduction before she would fall quiet to wait on the others, the girl that was already there unfamiliar to Ruin.

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Vain, it seemed, had arrived third. A young child who bore the Black name and his sister were both standing before the beckoning male. Vain made his way toward his sister's side at his own pace, icy gaze never leaving the man who stood to call them.

Vain had a good idea of who he was, though... like @Ruin, he had never personally met him. Drinking in his characteritics, however, there would be no mistake. The man was @Discord .

"And Vain." He said with conviction. "Brother to Ruin." It would go without saying, then, that he too was a decendant of Decay and Vanquish. He stole a quick glance at Ruin, flashing her a sharp look that was hard to decipher before turning his gaze back upon Discord himself.

For all the paws in the family's Patriarch-Pot, Vain's head was starting to spin. 'How long will this one hold out', he wondered?

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If You Think You're A Hero

The demon heard a familiar call... a beckoning for those of his family's blood to gather. He was unsure how his arrival would be recieved, but he did not fear his so-called family. He was interested in their current affairs, and perhaps whatever intel he could gather would do him some good in the future.

Odium made his way to the origin of the summons, standing back - enveloped in shadow - as others began to arrive. His dark eyes bore into the male who had called them, studying his appearance. Odium did not know this man, but he knew of them. Who might he be, and what would he have to say?

Then DIE Like One

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Poltergeist heard the chuffs, and immediately, he rolled his eyes. Luckily, he was near enough to hear the call, but to say he wasn't surprised would have been a lie. Old Daddy Dearest had made his way to Amaryllis to whip them all into shape and shove his ideals down their throats again. Just when he was starting to get comfortable...

There were already a few gathered when he sauntered upon the scene. He didn't bother introducing himself - Discord knew who his sons were. He did, however, stop alongside one particular lion he did not expect to see again - @Odium . "Why did you bother coming?" he murmured to him, tilting his head towards him and trying to keep his voice low enough to where the others couldn't readily hear him. "Hoping to get a rise out of the new Patriarch, eh? Gotta tell you... Old Discord's wayyy less forgiving than my brother is. He might even castrate you on the spot. You should leave, but... hey. If you want to stay, I always love a good show."

Poltergeist lifted his head and looked around again, pausing slightly when he thought he caught his father's gaze. Then he said loudly, "Damn, I should've brought a snack."

A Lion Doesn't Concern Himself With The Opinions Of Sheep

She had heard Poltergeist say something about a snack when she had strolled into the Gardens, finding him standing beside her brother, @Odium . Shit, seeing that and seeing Odium here gave her a heavy nervous feeling in her gut. The last time he graced them with his presence at a family gathering hadn't gone over so well. She wondered if he planned to speak out this time, or just listen quietly like he should have been.

Their patriarchs, past and present, weren't prying enough to follow his every move. Had he been agreeable from the start, he would've brought no suspicion to himself... but now, everyone knew he was a traitor. Everyone, save for @Discord she assumed.

With her eyes on the back of her brother's head, she found a clearing to sit, close enough to hear and far enough to stay away in the event that chaos broke out. She tried meeting eyes with Discord, and if she did, she would've dipped her head. There would be a time to introduce herself later. Two-toned eyes looked around for her mate and children, wondering what delayed them.

Though, as if on queue, @Fury found her way to her in the next few moments and sat beside her. Opium admired her daughter quietly; her colors were coming in nicely.


[assassin xp]
+5 Gather information about a character

[sleuth xp]
+10 Learn something about family relations
+5 Learn something interesting about a character

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Mother had headed to the gardens, and so had her sister, Fury. Viper followed along behind @Opium and her sister, sticking to the shadows and staying out of sight. Her tail twitched excitedly behind her.

She didn't know why they were here or what they were doing. She could assume that some of the lions gathered were family - some of them had that same distinct scent that she herself carried - but beyond that she had no clue. She most certainly did not recognize the big man that they all seemed to be gathered around.

Sticking out of sight in the shadows even as they approached the group, Viper broke away from the trail of her mother and worked her way around the others until she was settled in the grass behind the big man (@Discord). He was bigger than anyone else here, and so he was an enigma. Most of them were small in stature.

Completely certain that she had been careful enough to not be seen - she had been practicing a lot at home - she stepped out from her hiding spot and attempted to place a paw on the big man's tail. Then she hissed, much like a snake about to strike, and called out, very loudly. "Hey! Who the heck are you?"

BG

The old man reclines back on his haunches, waiting as patiently as could be managed for his family to gather. They would each come one by one, though of course it came as no shock or surprise to him that his own son's were taking their sweet time to get here. Typical. The first to greet him is young @Io and though Discord was not familiar with her he could only assume she must be a brood that belonged to @Recluse given the coloration of her fur. Io Black, are you in need of help sir? He chuckles deeply, motioning for her to sit near him. "Not at all dear, I've come to summon everyone together." He mentions vaguely before shifting his purple gaze to the rest of the field. Slowly they would begin to trickle in, @Ruin and @Vain hot on each other's heels. Descendents of Decay they say, which he supposes is good enough for him. Family is family after all. Soon enough @Poltergeist joins the growing group and Discord's gaze narrows slightly, the boy had always had a problem with flapping his gums. He just didn't learn. Disappointing then that even after all of this time he hadn't changed.

Why did you bother coming? Hoping to get a rise out of the new Patriarch, eh? Gotta tell you... Old Discord's wayyy less forgiving than my brother is. He might even castrate you on the spot. You should leave, but... hey. If you want to stay, I always love a good show. Damn, I should've brought a snack. "Careful boy or you will become the snack." He says with a nonchalant click of his teeth. His gaze does not waver from his son, "Disappointing that you still haven't learned to shut that gaping hole of yours." Discord says before the interruption of a child (@Viper) would pull his attention away. Hey! Who the heck are you? She asks and he offers her a mischievous grin, one that likely would have caused anyone to melt into a puddle before him, "I would be your grandfather. Discord Black." He announces, as if any of them needed a reminder. "I'm sure you can all guess why I've called you and even if you can't, listen closely. I bided my time in coming here to this foreign land in hopes that you all would make a name for our family. Only I've come to realize you are scattered, fragmented like broken pieces of wood. I can only blame myself for leaving the responsibility to my sons -" He pauses, an evident glare sent in Poltergeist's direction. @Recluse's absence was noted, as well as @Archaic, they just all had a knack for pissing him off. "I'd like you all to tell me where it is you've settled and with whom. It is important to have tabs on one another. In time, I'd like to have a place for all of us, but good things must come to those who wait." His gaze would flicker across each face, waiting for someone to speak first, expecting them to. "Come then, inform me." He says with a tap of one of his large forepaws on the ground before him.

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Last time any of the family had gotten together he'd created a rift between himself and his brothers. Due to his affiliation with @Opium there was no reason to side with either @Recluse or @Poltergeist, who were far more traditional than he kept himself. Now that his wife had bore him daughters there was ever a fear of their upbringing; although, he trusted the leaders of Illyria Summit to ensure proper protection for his cubs. Although he and Opium hadn't discussed such matters, they had not sought to bring the children to the family meeting. Tendrils danced across his haunches as he cut through the tall flora. Long locks flowing about the primarily ink face, flowing against the side of his lavender neck as he approached the group. Many of the faces present were those recognized from previous times. Among them were not his wife. Slit pupils regarded the new head of the family, pupils constricting into thin lines as pointed ears twitched against the words @Discord spoke. Fragments. That was the entirety of their family. Spread across the island, disjointed and uncertain of their future. Perhaps the elder of the Black family could unite them. Confidence in such a unification trickled into nearly nothing, unimpressed by the presence of his snotty brother, who had spoken out against his wife the last he'd seen him. The reason they'd fragmented. Eyes passed over others, finding @Odium among them. Paws carried him to rest next to the other male. A show of unification within the union of himself to Odium's brother. "Hello Brother." Polite greeting left his lips as he settled onto umbra haunches beside the paler male. Among those present he noted @Viper. Lips pulled downward, not entirely pleased that one of his children had made it to the family meeting. "Viper, come here. Come sit with myself and your Uncle Odium." More of a demand than an invitation, his multi-colored eyes conveyed the seriousness of his request to his daughter. Better for her to sit with her immediate family than be devoured by those who likely disliked him these days. Pale lavender shoulders rolled back, his gaze locking onto the family patriarch. "I'm Archaic. My family and I live within Illyria Summit." Explanations wouldn't come, nor would he be goaded into leaving the pride where solace had been found. The family had broken for a reason, and he'd not be conned into trusting the values upheld by the patriarch easily.