chasing into the spring breeze - invite

[fulzanin]

I GET MY WAY THROUGH GENOCIDE CAUSE FREAKS LIKE YOU JUST WASTE MY TIME

ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - regent - hot shot

Perhaps the only thing that could really warm her heart were young persons. She had kids of her own, back home. Not the Halls, but her actual home. Aslisk missed the two dearly, and wanted nothing more than to return to them and hold them close. The childish demeanor was similar, but different all the same. Aslisk was glad that she had enough experience to keep everything neatly tied down. She certainly didn't need to get a bout of homesickness while doing some task assigned by her leader. The language that came was not one that she recognized. Briefly the wyvern had tried to see if it was close to any of the languages that she knew. Alas, Aslisk drew a blank. Context clues didn't help either, because she'd already forgotten the exact words that had been said: such was the nature of the faults of the short term memory. The other was asking about Redvox. Her webbed ears flicked, and a snort came from her. "He's fine. Probably cold, but we all are. A dance is usually a short get together with music, a festival is larger and longer." Short and simple was the answer that Aslisk provided. Then the other person, the adult present, began to speak again. Another twitch of an ear, signifying that she was listening.

Aslisk had been about to give a reply, but was interrupted by another person. The leader, apparently - ardent, she remembered from her time spent with the Pitt in her earliest days of living in this strange land. Aslisk remembered the term, and it brought annoyance to her mind. Why couldn't all the groups pick one title and just stick with it? The different terms were just another layer of memorization, and that was her nemesis. Despite a small amount of brewing annoyance, he provided confirmation that anyone could go. That meant that she'd accomplished what she came here to do. Good. "Aslisk. You're the new leader, I'm assuming?" A pause broke into her words. It allotted time for her face to briefly scrunch up, turning it over in her mind. Yes, she thought she remembered a different person being in charge. This one must be new. What should she say? On the spot, she couldn't think of anything elaborate or fancy. "Congratulations." Diplomacy certainly was no strong suit of hers, but she managed such in a decent manner. She knew enough to not say something stupid - hopefully - and turn a festival invite into a fight of some sort. That would have been not good, the wyvern internally mused.

TAGS 11/19/19:

GENERAL.
✧ Aslisk | asli, alisk
✧ physically easy, mentally medium | March 7
✧ cisgender | she/her
✧ halls of hiraeth | regent | hot shot

APPEARANCE.
✧ wyvern (ref.) | health: 100% | piyan_baby rock demon wyvern
— a short purple wyvern with a plethora of spikes covering her lanky tail. Her horns are a light pink and spikes a deep green, and her eyes are a blazing red. This wyvern’s wings are grey. She possesses blue feet which sharply turn into the purple of the rest of her body. A long, vibrant and yellow tongue allows for her to fish. Her tail ends in a two-parted segment, acting as a pseudo hand. Her upper teeth are longer and sharper, where her lower teeth are shorter and sturdier.
— blood is yellow and glows
— a long, diagonal scar across her face. somehow it does not impair her vision.
— covered in severe burn wounds

✧ sinotyrannus (ref.) | health: 100% | alternate body
— a 3 meter tall sinotyrannus kazuensis covered in a thick pelt of purple fur. Darker purple spots dot her pelt much like the spots of a cheetah. Her face is scaled and a lighter and paler purple in color, with her yellow scar cutting across her snout. She has long, pink horns sticking out from her head and curling back towards her face. Sharp teeth line her gums, longer in the front and firmer in the back. Her arms are stocky and have dark purple feathers lining the back, with each hand having three fingers. Her feet are blue, ending in green talons on each of her three toes. A fourth dewclaw hangs from the inside of her legs. A long tail is covered in spikes and ends in a seemingly harmless tuft of feathers, which is actually an incredibly dense smacking club.
— blood is yellow and glows
— a long, diagonal scar across her face. somehow it does not impair her vision
— incredibly great night vision

PERSONALITY.
✧ determined, outgoing, strong willed
✧ self-preserving, sly, devious
✧ temperamental, hissy, irritable

RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ asulkio x unla | crafted from an infertile egg
✧ nul
✧ demiromantic bisexual | taken/not looking | asligo

INTERACTIONS.
✧ wyvern: physically easy | mentally medium | teleportation, invisibility, intangibility, fire elementals, shapeshifting
sinotyrannus: physically hard | mentally medium | teleportation, invisibility, intangibility, fire elementals, shapeshifting
✧ will start/end fights, easy provoke | will kill
✧ trained to kill swiftly, not to fight
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in bolded #9c6dc7 | mention [member=8864]Aslisk[/member] when attacking

MISC.
✧ Aslisk comes from a self made original concept, redrafted here for the purpose of character development!