<a class="postlink" href="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h398/NoctisNotimomentum/Character/Rykar.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Rykar "Shadows" Glaedr<br/>18 {human years}<br/><br/><br/>Rykar hated this school's guts even if he was extremely popular. His family were vampires, he hated how most of them were too snotty even if he was an ass himself. Though walking through the halls with his hell hound friend he looked to him and made a face before walking on. Though as they went the Hell hound looked to Ry, tilting his head the black soulless eyes piercing into the soul, "Did you know your room has a weird flesh bag sir?" Rykar stopped and let his crimson eyes fall on his friend who flinched, "What do you mean?" he asked.<br/><br/>The hound snorted and nodded before walking on with Rykar looking annoyed, "Well what race is the so called flesh bag?" the black eyed demon paused and blinked, "His smell was weird. Not demon, nor Vampire. He stank. Almost like how you smelled when you showed up." Rykar snarled and looked to the hound who yelped as his shadow was tugged and made him lean on a wall, "I smelled weird because I was learning to mask myself. Till now I didn't do it right."<br/><br/>"Sorry I forget.... Anyway he had a funky smell." Rykar growled and nodded then grabbed the male by the ear and yanked, the hound yelped as he was pulled from the wall and followed Rykar. Stopping by his room the male looked to his friend, "You better be right Hund." The demon nodded then ran off. Rykar hissed and opened the door to the room. Silently he came inside and looked to the male, "Who the fuck let you in anyway?" he growled before going to his bed and pulled out a deck of cards. Throwing cards to be exact. He shuffled them and stared at the man. Who was he and why did he smell weird? Yes, he honestly hadn't met many humans. He preferred to stay away - they smelled weird. Even so this one smelled different. Like death was around him in waiting.