pretty boy .
alcibiades | cici , cibi | any and all pronouns
name meaning : the one who is strong in battle
" sweet angel of death " , " karma's ghost " , " silver tongue "
you find yourself within the long forgotten ruins of ancient gods.
here stands a figure shaded within the shadows of the tomb, the faint scent of deep earthy tones becoming more pungent with each step taken forth. despite the piercing golden gaze of the never blinking mask upon their features, the stranger's posture remains relaxed and even somewhat inviting. then comes a low rumble, something akin to a breath finally released after centuries of waiting, that pours out. it's scarcely above a whisper as a velvety voice drips out, "welcome, dear traveler."
there's a long pause that lingers after the greeting. perhaps it's due to them taking a moment to assess you or figuring out what to say next. regardless of what may be on their mind, they push on.
"i see that you're here to look around, hm? mind your manners within the tombs and pay respects to the deceased and gods. oh. . . my name?"
that seems to bring a wheezy chuckle from the lion, a cough here and there before it dies back down to the still silence from before.
"i go by many, so does it truly matter? but seeing as you're so insistent. . . you may call me alcibiades. if you ever need any help, feel free to ask. i will be here."
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"hm? am i a sphinx?" a throaty chuckle bubbles up. "no, so you needn't worry about having to solve riddles."
"whatβ stop this instant! that is ceremonious wine, you mongrel. get and begone." you roughly get dragged out and tossed a foot away from the tomb's entrance. you glance around, finding some of the nearby lions giving you a disdainful look. well then.
"do i know bast, seth, and anubis? certainly. who doesn't? no. . . no, i'm not one of their servants. i belong to none."
"i have no idea what you're talking about. i don't know what a 'combo' or 'raffle' base is. and i certainly don't know whether bushveld is the second one or not. who is this creature that you keep getting these questions from? . . . the savannah? . . . paying you 20 silver beetles!? nonsense. you shouldn't be paid anything for your floundering stupidity."
you find alcibiades lighting some incense while coming in, offering to light any other ones. there's a faint snort of what could only be amusement while a large paw waves at you to go. you could have sworn you heard a quiet "no thank yoooou."
alcibiades can be seen kneading into. . . a leopard? your head tilts as you move a bit closer, a bit fascinated at the twisting and turning of the strange creature's neck that extends farther than it should. an odd sound of what you can only describe as an attempted purr comes from it. clearly its enjoying whatever methodically massage alcibiades is giving them.
"why do i wear chains? answer me this: why do you wear bones of other animals or lions? that was a rhetorical question. the answer is always fashion. i'd wear your hide, too, if it was available on the market."
here we go again . . . getting phantom to where they are now was quite the journey and i gave up near the end ( and with the heritage rep for mikhail as well c': ). here's to hoping that i do better this time around! i don't have a particular look in mind, but i'm hoping that something will pop up eventually.
stats gained from cub training:
none. pretty much useless to patrol groupie adolescents. the most it would have gained would be around 2-3 stats. not missing out on much.
egg yolks consumed:
4/24 ; x7 ( +3, +2, +1, +1, +3, +3, +2, +0, +0 )
4/25 ; x7 ( +1, +2, +0, +2, +3, +6, +3 )
4/26 ; x7 ( +3, +2, +1, +2, +3, +0, +0, +3 )
4/27 ; x7 ( +0, +1, +2, +2, +1, +3, +2, +1, +1, +1 )
4/28 ; x7 ( +3, +1, +2, +3, +0, +0, +0, +0 )
4/29 ; x7 ( +2, +3, +1, +2, +0, +0, +3, +2, +1 )
4/30 ; x7 ( +2, +3, +0, +0, +0, +2, +0 )
5/1 ; x1 ( +0 )
5/3 ; x2 ( +0, +3, +1 )
5/5 ; x2 ( +0, +3 )
5/13 ; x2 ( +2, +3, +3 )
stat journey:
received 4 / 24 / 23 at 1 year and 10 months at 33 stats
33 βΊ 48 ; 4 / 24 / 23
48 βΊ 67 ; 4 / 25 / 23
at 67 stats 4/26/23 before patrolling
100 ; 4 / 26 / 23
200 ; 4 / 29 / 23
300 ; ? / ? / 23 ( i . . . can't believe i managed to skip over it? )
400 ; 5 / 5 / 23
500 ; 5 / 13 / 23
600 ; 5 / 20 / 23
700 ; 5 / 31 / 23
800 ; 2 / 7 / 24
900 ; 2 / 13 / 24
1000 ; 2 / ? / 24 ( i. . . missed this too much )
1100 ; 2 / 28 / 24
1200 ; 4 / 4 / 24
