08-25-2018, 08:05 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — Someone was within his domain. With a furrowed scruff, the deserted lion partially crawled out from his cave with a brutal growl. His neon eyes grazed the area, finding Nosferatu off in the distance. It seemed as if the demon was looking for a moment of rest within the unruly desert heat which he would not find in the devil's pit. Stryker emerged fully, eyes narrowed. Soon coming into a closer view, the lion made himself known with his booming voice. "You're not welcome here, blackjack," he taunted. Truly, he could care less about who visited, but it was not his policy. Yes Man needed a break from the chaos, so sometimes the responsibility had to fall in the Skald's hands. "I suggest you state your name and say why you're here before I have to forcefully make you exit the premise."