His first time traveling to a new realm was actually very unentertaining nothing had happened he opened a portal walked through it and he was there. Arriving in the new realm he is wearing dark blue jeans with black socks u cant see under his black leather biker boot, wearing fingerless gloves and fighters wraps on his arms. He wears no shirt due to his overconfidence his muscles as close to being perfectly proportioned and toned as anyone or thing could get. His custom made Kukri crossing each other hooked to what looks like his back belt loop. Wearing a black trench like cloak with a hood covering all the features previously described except his boots, with a custom bo staff hooked to the back of the trench coat diagonally. His height being the only visible feature under the cloak.
As he gains his bearings In the cold climate, he stands still almost statue with only his head moving taking in the scenery. First thing he notices is the trees of the forest, how even in this cold weather still hold their color and livelihood in full bloom the foliage healthy and the bark brown as it should be. The creatures lively and uninterested in his arrival, going about their business as if he wasn’t there. The squirrels collecting nuts, the foxes hunting their prey and the birds singing as beautifully as they do. The lake tranquil and serene you would never guess anything lives in there. Along the lake a small sandy beach with a large well-trimmed field in the background. The sun having just starting to rise offset the already beautiful landscape.
His mouth curves into a smile hidden under his hood at one of the most beautiful sights he has ever encountered. He may just stay in this realm to see what it beholds for him. Sighing to himself, his chest rises and falls as he does. His mind racing the past eighteen years , of all he has lost and all he has learned. Making sure his mind shielded from any who may try to read or take hold of it. This he thought is a great place to make a new start.
As he gains his bearings In the cold climate, he stands still almost statue with only his head moving taking in the scenery. First thing he notices is the trees of the forest, how even in this cold weather still hold their color and livelihood in full bloom the foliage healthy and the bark brown as it should be. The creatures lively and uninterested in his arrival, going about their business as if he wasn’t there. The squirrels collecting nuts, the foxes hunting their prey and the birds singing as beautifully as they do. The lake tranquil and serene you would never guess anything lives in there. Along the lake a small sandy beach with a large well-trimmed field in the background. The sun having just starting to rise offset the already beautiful landscape.
His mouth curves into a smile hidden under his hood at one of the most beautiful sights he has ever encountered. He may just stay in this realm to see what it beholds for him. Sighing to himself, his chest rises and falls as he does. His mind racing the past eighteen years , of all he has lost and all he has learned. Making sure his mind shielded from any who may try to read or take hold of it. This he thought is a great place to make a new start.