Glacier Paralix~Quiet. He never really speaks. Ever. Motions and body language is how he gets by. The only people he ever speaks to is Dentara and Xristo. He stands at six foot five with Dark black hair cut shirt and spiky. His eyes are an ice blue that jumps out of his pale skin. He hangs in the back of the library to receive the new books and welcome souls who are lost. ~
The building shook making Tamlien pull himself from the back. He stepped out to reveal his half covered body. The black baggy jeans hung low on his hips.
As Dentara calmed down Tamlien tilted his head indicating he was listening.
He knew Dentara was stressed. More and more souls were showing up wanting to take his books. Almost everyday now Dentara had to chase off the unruly spirits. Tamlien felt bad for him but it was the job Dentara had been assigned.
“Just get the jobs done now!†Dentara shouted. Teller scurried form under a paper and looked at Tamlien. Teller was a rat but none of the men cared. Teller was Tamlien’s companion and occasionally his voice.
Teller twitched his head back at Dentara then looked back at Tamlien.
Tamlien sighed silently and walked forward pulling out a folder. “Here.†He said his voice low but kind. Every time he spoke it was almost emotionless but yet filled with every emotion out there. He threw the folder onto the desk as Teller walked across it flipping over the top.
