- Messages
- 723
- OOC First Name
- Amanda
- Wand
- Olivewood 17 3/4'', core of Runespoor Fang
- Age
- 95
Valcan grimaced as he stepped out of the fireplace, rubbing off a spot of soot from his robes with his thumb. Having to travel by the Floo Network did nothing to curb his anger. Not that his rage was in any limited supply. The sixty-six year old was normally composed, an expert at bundling up his emotions and burying them deep, but today he was completely off the handle and wasn't willing to grab onto it again.
He was in a sparsely furnished room. As he hadn't given warning of his arrival, he waited for someone to greet him. The large man's face was awash in scarlet. If he wasn't in the dwelling of an old comrade, he probably would have stormed and stomped in a tantrum that would put any badly behaved two year old to shame.
He was in a sparsely furnished room. As he hadn't given warning of his arrival, he waited for someone to greet him. The large man's face was awash in scarlet. If he wasn't in the dwelling of an old comrade, he probably would have stormed and stomped in a tantrum that would put any badly behaved two year old to shame.