#felothic

[felothcloudstrider-rp]

Stories only heard in whispers had he heard of such a figure. Even in his mind, he spat, The Rat King. His nose detected a trail of carnage and his intuition told him it was the man, himself. Fel if he even has emotions, Feloth thought, keeping his eyes to the ground. His large, black-pelted fox stayed at his side, and he ran a hand along his fur.

It wasn't long before the too-often paranoid elf strayed into the King's lair, himself.

| hmratking |

[felothcloudstrider-rp]

The man walked through the forest, making his daily route to check for intruders in the area. Feloth eyed a younger girl from a distance, but soon came closer, curious but wary.

“Who are you, lass, and why are you here?”

| winter-summer-and-inbetween |

[felothcloudstrider-rp]

| isabella-devereaux |

"Miss, miss? Excuse me, I think I have something for you."

Feloth flagged the woman down as best he could, finally reaching her. "You're Isabella, right?" It was strange, talking to another Bella, a completely different Bella than he was accustomed to. He half expected her to be cute and bubbly, but it didn't seem very much the case with this one. He exhaled a sigh before continuing.

"I've a small package for you, from an anonymous sender." He handed her a thin package half the size of her torso. It was light and felt like there was little inside at all. "It should have arrived Monday, but the mail's been a bit backed up, lately. Someone decided to send three-hundred colourful rocks all in separate packaging, to different people."

[felothcloudstrider-rp]

| bennich-darkfall |

Feloth read the name on the package over and over again. He was sure he'd heard the name from somewhere, but he wasn't exactly sure. Feloth looked it up in the Courier's pages, still not used to all the deliveries yet, finding the man with some ease. "Bennich... yeah," he muttered to himself, memorising the likely out-of-date photo before heading out.

It wasn't long at all before the tall, lanky elf found the man. "You're Bennich Darkfall, yes? I've something for you," he said with a flat expression, not giving the man time to respond. He reached into his mailbag and pulled out a package in the shape of a penis. Feloth handed it to him along with a couple letters. "The mail's been backed up for a week, as I'm sure you've noticed. These letters should have arrived to you Monday. Sorry for the inconvenience." The elf didn't look very sorry, but his tone seemed genuine.