Chavdar Zhefarovich
Well-Known Member
- Messages
- 2,762
- Wand
- Poisonwood 14 3/4" Core of Basilisk Fang and Ebony 14" Core of Chimera Scale
- Age
- 11/1995
Chavdar found himself upstairs, after receiving an owl from Nataliia, a sister that he could remember vaguely. Thankfully, the family tree assisted him in seeing her face. She sure did look a lot like him. Chavdar had the twins in the living room, Zinaida tucked in a bed next to her brother Vladimir. Chavdar had yet to completely finish their room, waiting for the paint fumes to leave. He walked down the stairs, and grinned when he stepped into the living room, approaching the twins. Chavdar brushed his lips on both of their sleeping heads, and smiled proudly at them. He was saddened when he realized that Namina and Dorothee would not be around anymore to cherish them. Prodan had dropped by once to see them, but he too had his own children to deal with. Chavdar sat on the couch, and smiled to himself fondly. He was a proud father of two perfect little angels.
I blame Alexis for getting me into this font.
I blame Alexis for getting me into this font.