Maximus Goratia Cartamandua-Celestine (maximusgoratia) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2013-09-26 01:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, ~25 points, ~~max (maximusgoratia), ~~valen (recondeur) |
WHO: Max and Valen
WHERE: Clifty Falls State Park
WHEN: Late Wednesday night
WHAT: Finding his brother
WARNINGS: TBD
STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
Max had been here a few days now, and was finding himself less and less impressed every minute. Pollux and Cassiopeia Black seemed interesting, at least. As was the fact that he seemed to know a lot more about Valen than Valen did. And that could only be good. He was looking forward to dangling Valen's future in front of his eyes in subtle and discomforting ways. He would have fun with that, to be sure.
Valen hadn't told him his location in their earlier conversation, but it hardly mattered. It took him seconds to put a tracking spell on him, with the combination of his Bent and his spellcrafting, and in mere moments he found himself tramping through the woods. He wished he'd known that his brother had taken to the brambles like one of Magrog's rabbits - he'd have changed from his only decent set of clothing. If something happened to this outfit, he'd be furious.
He'd been in and out of the stores, each one leaving him more and more disgusted. They didn't have a decent tailor in town, and he'd be damned before he put on some of those pre-made workman's clothes that he wouldn't throw to a beggar in the alleys of Palinur.
His mask kept one side of his face warm from the chill wind, but it had warmed up considerably from the time he arrived here, which he was glad about. Not that it wouldn't amuse him to see Valen freeze his little Dané ass off out here. Could he?
He centered his thoughts as he approached his destination, looking forward to the little fire ahead of him. Samele's tits, it looked like a hobo's camp.
"Hello, hello, Valen. Are you going to come out and greet me?"