Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191120203148/@comment-25808351-20200111060505

@Everyone: Cerberus stood atop the gatehouse that oversees the entrance of the kingdom, he watched as carriages dispersed across the roads in force. Standing like a guardsman, arms folded, he monitored everything. His long dragging coat and shadowy hood moving with the cold wind. For miles he could see, hear and smell, his senses attuned to everything despite his short time in this world.

All manner of smells reached him, from freshly baked bread in town, to far away smells of distant towns and camps. Every scent told him something, every sound he heard clued him into something that was happening around him. Vast was his senses, and his presence gave the Coven members as much fear as it did security. To the Coven’s people he was intimidating and malevolent, yet they welcomed this. For the people around, the fierce exterior gave them peace of mind that he would devour anything that disrupted the peacefulness of the Covenant.

Cerberus knew, he recognized their want of a strong guardian. Perhaps something inherent of Armata’s time, he figured. Regardless, his motivations were unknown to them and everyone else. He was the new Alpha in the town, and deep down he craved a reason to show this world why he wasn’t to be trifled with. Maybe it was his Hellkin instinct that craved a serious fight, or maybe Jorge was right, and the old dog was just bored. Either way Cerberus was now watching and waiting for the moment.

“One of these days, I’ll get to stretch my legs.” He growled as he stood guard over his new home.

THE END-

(No worries Lance. Your character wonders about Cerberus? Well I wonder how many of you paid attention to my “character theme song” list I posted. One of my choices for Cerberus was a song titled “serve the public trust”. As time goes on you’ll see.)