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[h2]Thymund White[/h2]
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Thymund White was a well whispered name among the courts. His actions and functionality were something to be noted by many seats of renown. It would be a blessing, perhaps, that few could put the name Thymund to a face. The known rumors are few, however the greatest of note would be that he was very close to Falk. The second? Well, the second is not entirely a rumor. Thymund has a weakness for pleasuring himself with the likes of beautiful women. The rumor? That his desire for pleasure be a weakness. The final rumor, though, is perhaps the only cause for concern. Thymund has been rumored to have several favors from very important figures. Favors that remain untouched.

Thymund would step out of the wonderful brothel that was seeded within the realm of nightmares. No woman could compare to the one he had claimed, however she was not with him. After cleansing himself, Thymund would continue to explore the events he had been sent beneath the mountain to observe. It would be an impossible coincidence that Thymund spot a familiar fox leading a herd of sheep through the land of shadows. Yin, if Thymund remembered correctly, was what the kitsune’s face would be called. 

Thymund remembered Yin; Thymund was not allowed to kill the kitsune because his mate found Yin to be ‘amusing’. The pest bothered him at first, though as time moved on so too did Thymunds resentment. The kitsune knew well that Thymund held no favor for him, however would not harm him so long as he not speak of his mate directly.

As Thymund moved to interrupt, he would notice a face he had all but forgotten. Desdemona. The Snake, as Thymund would call her, was sneaking away with one of the sheep as the flock had been abandoned. Thymund would almost drool at the thought of Desdemona finally being dealt with. Not only that, but he would have favor with a human and possibly Yin. Thymund would begin to follow Desdemona, a well worn mask covering his trail and his scent as he would take note of the human’s obvious trail. Leaving Yin to continue on, he would move after Desdemona and remove the small trace they would leave behind.

Thymund was now sure that Desdemona was attempting to poach this little female human, and that this human was completely oblivious to the danger she was in. Thymund would take advantage of Desdemona’s haste as her usual alertness was dulled by what Thymund would assume to be her emotion. He did not rush himself, keeping his senses alert as there were plenty more who may be after his quarry. 

Desdemona would be blocking the doorway with her coils as Thymund would round the ally and move with the silent footfall of a nightstalker. His form like a ghost, almost seeming to float as he passed inherently unseen and unheard near to the doorway. 
“How interesting, a Human so alone and well kept aside yourself… Snake.” Thymund’s voice was unchanged, his pink eyes locked forward as he was ready to move should any of the three individuals attempt to run. He had stopped in the front of the doorway, speaking in a calm tone to Desdemona as she blocked it.