Glen Baskerville □ 1
Who: Glen Baskerville and... whoever has the guts to approach him.
Where: Espoir
Style: Either
Status: Open.
It was strange to be able to feel the sensation of a breeze tingle the nerves outlining his body. Nothing terribly chilling about it, just a relaxed breeze, as if one was standing in the midst of summer. A vague reminder of a home not so far away. The look of the building surrounding the dark clad figure seemed to also lead him to assume such was the case.
Was this just another figment created by his mind or... His head rose to the sky, dazzled by the light which seemed to cover the land. Even Glen could not help but squint as he attempted to make out the strange and seemingly out of place piece that hovered above.
...A castle?
Where: Espoir
Style: Either
Status: Open.
It was strange to be able to feel the sensation of a breeze tingle the nerves outlining his body. Nothing terribly chilling about it, just a relaxed breeze, as if one was standing in the midst of summer. A vague reminder of a home not so far away. The look of the building surrounding the dark clad figure seemed to also lead him to assume such was the case.
Was this just another figment created by his mind or... His head rose to the sky, dazzled by the light which seemed to cover the land. Even Glen could not help but squint as he attempted to make out the strange and seemingly out of place piece that hovered above.
...A castle?