Nov 8, 2013
[ Five have entered the Hallow ]
witchofthe-cult/ audentia-sacrificum/ bloodied--p-l-u-s-h/ inaequalis /auxilium-servus
Hearing the shuffling of clothing from behind him, Aaron stopped mid-swing, coming down on the wood below him. Turning slightly, he acknowledged the new comers. All while he really didn't mind people, he would've much preferred it if they didn't disturb him while he was splitting wood. An unbeknownst fact, he didn't quite like himself whenever he was splitting wood. His eyes for a reason always had a sharp glimmer to them that often frightened people away whenever it was happening. Nonetheless, here they were...hopefully he didn't scare them off.
"Can I help you...?"