basic entrance post for Seren

Seren would slowly open his eyes as he heard his name being called from one of his home realms. Slowly he would stand from his bed, grabbing his black leather warrior top and black pants along with black leather boots. He put them on as a shadowy figure appeared running its long fingers through his long black hair, in order for it to flow from the front to the back-left side of his head. Taking a small breath, he would feel a sharp pain in his back from his incubus and demonic wings being ripped from his body. Sighing slightly, he would look into a mirror tattoo’s covering his body though each with their own meaning. Taking his right hand, he would rub the head of the wolf tattoo that ran from his left hip to the top of his left shoulder and down his chest. “Leave” His voice holding no emotion as the figure that appeared simply vanished. Just after placing a set of 12 throwing daggers on his right thigh and his twin blades Darkness and Light on his hips. “Well better late than never I suppose... Though I do wonder what this will be for.” With a small smile, he would fall back into his own shadow. Only after a few short moments, he would step out of a shadow created from a touch outside the door. His black pentagram eyes would then scan over the land only land on his mate. To most beings he crossed when they looked into his eyes it would seem that they held the world though to others they could see past the facade and see the great pains and pure hate he held within. His surroundings before raising his arm and knocking three simple times. As he waited his seven foot nine-inch figure would hold a strong poster though he only looked to weigh 290 pounds most beings knew never to judge a book by its cover. Realizing he should announce himself he spoke softly his voice echoing from the shadows around the realm he was brought to. “My name is Seren Asgrimsson you summoned for me.”