#demon!judar

[chained-by-black-rukh]

//In case anyone is curious, this is what demon!Judar looks like -Dark gray (nearly jet black) skin, wild black hair (like in space when it is not braided), long red nails and talons on his hands and feet -Smooth, long, slender red horns that gently arch back on his head -Small black wings that are more for looks than for flight (he can fly with magic) -Always has his third eye on his forehead -Has a big red diamond shaped ruby on the middle of his chest (where his magic comes from; like the one on his old wand) -Gold banded jewelry is the same as canon design -No clothes because he is a demon |D

[chained-by-black-rukh]

Caged Monster- Open RP

Judar glanced up at the sound of the doorknob turning. He lunged forward, clawing on the bars of his cage, as the door creaked open, desperate for some form of contact. A touch, a word, a whisper. He couldn’t remember how long he had been trapped in this infernal cage.

Immediately, light flooded in from the outside when the door swung open. Judar screeched, falling onto his back, dazed. Light. It hurt, it burned. He hadn’t seen it in weeks, months. He didn’t know.

It was his captor.

The creature hissed, clawing at the bars of the cage, digging his talons into the dirt.

“It’s been a long time,” he murmured, voice hoarse from disuse. “How long do you plan on keeping me here? The magic circle won’t last forever.”

That fucking spell; he couldn’t do anything about it. The large pentagram glowed at his feet, keeping him trapped here, seemingly for eternity.

The demon spat in disgust before looking into the eyes of his captor, eyes glowing red.

“What do you want?”