apipelinetoheaven started following you
At the feet of her owner, Teekl bristled. No mortal they had met yet, held quite this sort of energy. It unnerved her, and instinct was to protect Klarion. So, at her owner’s feet she remained, a loyal Draaga ready to pounce.
He is… Powerful, brother Klarion.
The witchboy merely looked this stranger over, for now, a cautious curiosity in his eyes. This was not Limbo Town energy; the Book of Shadows spoke naught of this—which made it ever so more intriguing.
He wanted to know everything.
"…What’re you, then?"