Post by Leseur Follet on Jul 21, 2009 1:11:59 GMT -5
Leseur Follet sat on a nice plush chair reading Medical Herbology by Grandy Braits. A cigarette in hand and a glass of wine on the table he flipped parchment and Dumped the ash from his cigarette almost....methodically, and every once in a while he took a sip of wine. A fine night. This was Leseur summed up in a moment.
Leseur wasn't into partying often and when he did it was usually low key. That was when he was a human though. Now, he was a lycan and maybe he wanted more exciting things in life? Not right now, anyway. Leseur enjoyed his nice quiet moment away from the stresses of lycan life: finding deer, killing it, wondering how he would eat it. Would he cook it, or just eat it raw? Would he use the antlers for anything? Did he want some bones for medical uses, or did he want a crunchy meal. It was tough for Leseur sometimes. Just sitting back, enjoying some wine, and reading a book helped take the edge off.
This home Leseur was sitting in had been placed by his Granny Merlot. You see, this house was unfortunately enchanted to go wherever the person who owned it wanted it to go. It only went there after they died though. It ensured that the house always stayed in the family. Fortunately for Leseur it was chosen to be in this spot in the woods. Why did Granny Merlot choose this place where he was bitten by his lord Fenrir? Leseur didn't know or care. He had just recieved a letter saying where it would be.
Leseur finished up his book his eyes glancing over at the book shelf. He walked over as his eyes gazed over the various titles looking for anything interesting...
Leseur wasn't into partying often and when he did it was usually low key. That was when he was a human though. Now, he was a lycan and maybe he wanted more exciting things in life? Not right now, anyway. Leseur enjoyed his nice quiet moment away from the stresses of lycan life: finding deer, killing it, wondering how he would eat it. Would he cook it, or just eat it raw? Would he use the antlers for anything? Did he want some bones for medical uses, or did he want a crunchy meal. It was tough for Leseur sometimes. Just sitting back, enjoying some wine, and reading a book helped take the edge off.
This home Leseur was sitting in had been placed by his Granny Merlot. You see, this house was unfortunately enchanted to go wherever the person who owned it wanted it to go. It only went there after they died though. It ensured that the house always stayed in the family. Fortunately for Leseur it was chosen to be in this spot in the woods. Why did Granny Merlot choose this place where he was bitten by his lord Fenrir? Leseur didn't know or care. He had just recieved a letter saying where it would be.
Leseur finished up his book his eyes glancing over at the book shelf. He walked over as his eyes gazed over the various titles looking for anything interesting...