The mountains, probably one of the farthest places you can get from the sea. Mostly because they were so high and the only source of water for them was rain and snow, when lacking both there was none. Hydra was by no means a water creature, though he <I>was</I> certainly a creature of slight humanoid appearance. Standing just a few inches below seven feet, which oddly enough looked perfectly proportioned for his stature, he became an imposing figure. One people stare at. Who has really seen a green four armed man before with naturally purple hair, anyway? Hydra has, quite a few times, at least when he’s in a room alone and there’s a mirror available for him to preen in. His lower set of arms has two fingers and a thumb, this pair was usually crossed over his chest or hooked into his pants. Since he has yet to find a shirt that would fit him without ripping huge holes in it Hydra is usually topless. One hand, attached to the primary arm (y’know, the set of arms coming from his shoulders?) rested lightly on a tree, Hydra didn’t have any super human abilities, just able to punch more people at once and lift a bit more weight.
Light pink eyes watched, entranced while the tall cat woman was hitting rocks, no not just normal rocks <I>floating</I> rocks with claws. Hydra looked down at his bottom set of arms at their black thick nails, they weren’t very pretty hands, but they suit their purpose, more stocky than the normal human arms like his other pair. His hearing was pretty good though, pointed ears stuck out from his purple hair, which stood up on its own accord though he was the one who made the braids.
Resisting the urge to sputter when she destroyed the rocks and said something about a challenge, he then rose an eyebrow, well, he couldn’t think of anything tougher than a pile of <I>floating</I> rocks and all of a sudden. GONE! Blinking, he wished he had been doing drugs, so then for sure his mind would have been deceiving him, did cat women usually disappear like that? Hydra licked his fangs, (because what would a green skinned man with arms and purple hair be without a pair of fangs?) and looked around, going into the light clearing to look at the rocks. Now he knew why he was a sailin’ man, besides not being able to get a sunburn.
Frowning slightly, he turned around again and POOF! Cat woman! Out of nowhere! Again! Taking a deep breath and letting it out slightly, Hydra moved his lower set of arms to rest on his thighs while using the top left one to cover his heart. Her being right behind him startled him, bah, trees, his bane of existence because people could hide behind them.
�…Who… Are you?�
What can he say, he doesn’t get off the boat much, let alone talk to random people in the mountains. “Who are you� Was the politest thing that came to mind after all the nasty swears and it was never good to out right swear to someone, especially when they could cut up rocks. With their hand.
That was some nasty kung-fu.
