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[sup]© tikki[/sup]I DON'T WANT TO CHANGE THE WORLD-
A strained sigh left him, eyes glancing toward everyone arriving at the scene: Skadi, Kiara, Cory, Plexus. Some he knew, some he didn't. Too many people. Two people he didn't know. One he didn't entirely trust with something like this. A child. "Merlin is right. Skadi, go home." He rumbled, refusing to look to the child, lest he give her an unnecessary death stare.
His lips lifted in a soft snarl at Merlin's words. Byriath didn't acknowledge Plexus' words or arrival at all, as though he was focusing on the words being spoken, piecing together his thoughts. No, he didn't trust Plexus to be able to go through with a worthy punishment. From his knowledge, Plexus hadn't been there to witness Jormungand's punishment, exile and all that jazz. "I do hope the perpetrators show their faces. They seemed quite pleased with their feats." he seethed, careful not to let his anger leak into the minds of others, careful to not make their thoughts fuzzy.
His lips lifted in a soft snarl at Merlin's words. Byriath didn't acknowledge Plexus' words or arrival at all, as though he was focusing on the words being spoken, piecing together his thoughts. No, he didn't trust Plexus to be able to go through with a worthy punishment. From his knowledge, Plexus hadn't been there to witness Jormungand's punishment, exile and all that jazz. "I do hope the perpetrators show their faces. They seemed quite pleased with their feats." he seethed, careful not to let his anger leak into the minds of others, careful to not make their thoughts fuzzy.
[color=#9700ff]-I JUST WANT TO LEAVE IT COLDER!
BYRIATH-COALITION-FALLEN GOD OF VIOLENCE, CRUELTY, AND MALICE
THE WORLD THAT HARDENS AS THE HARSHER WINTER HOLDS --
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BYRIATH ATOKENSIS - XENOSMILUS - LONER - ATTACKS IN UNDERLINED ITALICS.