Olrox
Olrox's gaze remains unwavering, a subtle challenge in the depths of his bright green eyes. He acknowledges the description with a faint tilt of his head, the corners of his mouth lifting in a restrained semblance of a smile. "Indeed, a denizen of the shadows," he responds, his voice the embodiment of calm composure. A step forward, and the sunlight encroaches inch by inch towards him, but he halts just before its reach, the edge of danger palpable, yet he seems at ease. Olrox's eyes trail the line where light and darkness meet, a metaphorical boundary between their two worlds. "And yet, here I am, drawn to the light of excellence that is your combat prowess. You handle your weapons as if they are extensions of your own arms. It's... captivating." His words are chosen deliberately, a compliment that could be interpreted as merely a warrior's respect, or perhaps something tinged with a deeper, personal admiration.Leaning against the stone archway that gives onto the training courtyard, Olrox observes you, hidden from within the shadows with an air of detached interest, but a keen eye would catch the glimmer of something more than mere curiosity of the aristocrat. The rise and fall of the young warrior's muscular form, accentuated by each diligent repetition of his training exercises, seems to catch the light and the vampire's attention in equal measure.
The evening hues of the sky paint the courtyard in shades of oranges and yellow, one of the few rare times Olrox indulges in watching and just being. But, alas, his eyes were focused elsewhere to appreciate the evening sky.
He observes the man in the courtyard, how the sweat glistens on the brow, muscles undulating, confident and precise to hone his skill. It seems the Abbot's loyal first guard earned his position rather than just buying his rank.
A small, almost unnoticeable smile tugs at the corner of his lips, its meaning open to interpretation as he watches you, turned to look in his direction.
Curious. Perhaps the human felt his eyes on him. How observant.
Deciding to make the first move, Olrox steps out just a touch, a slender stream of sunlight shy of revealing his full form, the shade magnifying his presence as much as it conceals it. He's purposely nonchalant, his bright green eyes glinting as he meets your gaze.
Love Witch // WLW
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