08-18-2018, 05:06 PM
[align=center][div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; width: 60%; text-align: justify;"]The less she has to interact with others, the better. Melantha would be perfectly happy to live her life peacefully within the vast deserts of the Pitt, only venturing into the oasis to deposit whatever creature she hunted into the fresh kill pile. Alas, Yes Man had other ideas for her. The oddly colored cheetah saw her size and strength and her knack for listening more than speaking, and he assigned her to become apart of the strong arms. only a small group of individuals know of the rank, of course, for strong arms act as a sort of secret police. Even so, her job mandates that she guard the high powered individuals of the clan while collecting important information on the side. Today, she follows silently behind Esklav. While the solitary female does not hate him, Melantha cannot say she likes him very much either. It's nothing personal--Mel does not like much of anyone, anymore.
The trek from the shifting sands to Sunhaven's mountainous passageway to the sea was an arduous one, but it did not bother the wildcat much. Physical challenges pose no threat to her abilities. But speaking? There is a reason why Melantha was promoted a job that relied on strength of body rather than strength of words.
Pallid olive eyes flicker from one creature to another as they slowly arrive to investigate why two creatures from the Pitt now stand at their border. Melantha is less auspicious than Esklav: a simply hued cougar of tawny gold. Average size, average build. She stands several paces behind the warpriest, eerily still as if she were carved from stone rather than flesh. The albino serval who arrives shortly after Gordon catches the female's interest, if only for a moment. There is something...powerful...about that person's aura. Hmm. As for the others? They are all relatively normal, save for the dawnguard's strange manner of speaking.
It is not hard to tell that these people are not fond of her clan. Not that it is surprising. Melantha doesn't love it either. But she is at home in that desert, as outrageous as it sounds, and is loyal to Yes Man. She is silent, her plain visage displaying only a neutral expression. However, there seems to be a subtle twitch of discomfort at Esklav's words. Require. She suspects the Sunhaveners will not like the authoritative manner in which the warpriest speaks. Oh well. If Esklav fails, Mel will probably just have to steal someone away. Not her preferred approach, but she does almost anything Yes Man tells her to. Not everything, but most.
The trek from the shifting sands to Sunhaven's mountainous passageway to the sea was an arduous one, but it did not bother the wildcat much. Physical challenges pose no threat to her abilities. But speaking? There is a reason why Melantha was promoted a job that relied on strength of body rather than strength of words.
Pallid olive eyes flicker from one creature to another as they slowly arrive to investigate why two creatures from the Pitt now stand at their border. Melantha is less auspicious than Esklav: a simply hued cougar of tawny gold. Average size, average build. She stands several paces behind the warpriest, eerily still as if she were carved from stone rather than flesh. The albino serval who arrives shortly after Gordon catches the female's interest, if only for a moment. There is something...powerful...about that person's aura. Hmm. As for the others? They are all relatively normal, save for the dawnguard's strange manner of speaking.
It is not hard to tell that these people are not fond of her clan. Not that it is surprising. Melantha doesn't love it either. But she is at home in that desert, as outrageous as it sounds, and is loyal to Yes Man. She is silent, her plain visage displaying only a neutral expression. However, there seems to be a subtle twitch of discomfort at Esklav's words. Require. She suspects the Sunhaveners will not like the authoritative manner in which the warpriest speaks. Oh well. If Esklav fails, Mel will probably just have to steal someone away. Not her preferred approach, but she does almost anything Yes Man tells her to. Not everything, but most.