FIRE AND "BRYMSTONE"

The Dragon often found himself within the second floor of the Sanctuary. It was where those that were in consideration were often housed and well, he needed to know just who those individuals were. Where their strengths lied. Were they loyal to the Ironfolk or was there more to it. Each day that passed they were growing stronger and stronger,  and their numbers were increasing. He was proud to be their King and he would stop at nothing to bring about their golden age. Their moment of prosperity. He just hoped that they could face whatever tried to halt them. It was always a dangerous game on this unholy island but he aimed to win it. His ear pulled back as he listened to the vigorous chatter but there was a particular voice that kept shifting, tone and pitch breaking and smoothing. Someone else's voice and then someone else's voice again but always with the same phrases. It drew him away from the crowd and toward calamity as the hellish creation made his way toward what he saw as an entrance to another's room. It took him a moment to enter, nothing to give way to his intrusion simply because he took the time to listen.

He knew whom the voice belonged to and he found he didn't have much patience because he wanted to see vem. To look upon their visage as he always did with almost delight. When he saw Vale he was almost perplexed in what he saw. What stood before him was a skullfaced tiger. Much like himself, much like the thing he had been born as. Yet he didn't find it strange, nor offending. He found it tempting. Was that the word? His head tilted to the side, grinning face always the expression he wore but his eyes, those orbs of haunting light spoke a thousand words. "It looks good on you. Did you settle on a voice? I bet it'll sound just as divine..." He mused with a clatter of bones and dried sinew.

FIRE AND "BRYMSTONE"

Temporary. The King would disagree for whatever voice that they decided to have it belonged utterly to vim. No one else would be able to copy nor mimic it in his own opinion. He enjoyed the ever changing cadences, the scratched and torn strings that made up their voice. It was different and unique to vem. Perhaps he was getting too entangled as he turned his own gaze toward the mirror for a short moment. He didn't often look at himself, but when he did he knew what others saw. They saw a monster, something disturbing and cryptid. Lurking in their nightmares, ever evolving to find their worst fears and bring it to light. He had once believed that perhaps that was his purpose all along, to bring fear, pain, misery, maybe even death. Sometimes he enjoyed the thought of it, preyed on those that were terrified of him simply because the looked at him and saw the monster watching them back. Humming lightly he would pause then as the other suddenly pointed out that he was flirting. It stopped him cold and if his eyes could have widened they would have. Surely his eyes if he truly had them would have been popping out of their sockets. ''Well I've never met someone like you before...'' Did he just admit to it? Surely he should have denounced it as quickly as possible but that had never been the Dragon's away.

The beast didn't see imperfections within the creature before him. Everchanging, ever moving, shifting, twisting, any form that vey took was perfect to him. Fit them like any skin could. It was them, always would be them and he admired that. The way vey could slide from one skin to another effortlessly, no pain, no nothing, the coils of a form did not bind them. It was simply amazing. Slowly his ears pulled back and he turned his purplish blue orbs toward the other as their skull heads clanked together. His skeletal tail rattled, a odd noise of bones and stinger almost as if he was pleased. Though at the question that was laid out before him the monster found his jaws clicking together audibly over and over again. Thoughts sweeping back and forth through his mind as he stared at vim. ''Is it that obvious?'' Never one for subtlety, never one to wait. Never one to let moments pass him by. Vey meant something to him. ''Is it working? I think I've been pretty smoothing, honestly. But if you want I can stop...don't want to push boundaries.'' Or make a mistake with the Iron Guard.