02-10-2020, 01:24 PM
I GET MY WAY THROUGH GENOCIDE CAUSE FREAKS LIKE YOU JUST WASTE MY TIME
ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - regent - hot shot
ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - regent - hot shot
The wyvern's ears flicked a little, taking in the harsher attempt that Redvox attempted of the greeting. She had to gauge it against how aggressive she'd heard it in the past. It was decent. Not as vicious as she'd endured in the past. It fit him, the harshness of it. How the language established hierarchy through aggression was quite nice in Aslisk's eyes. It set up hierarchy from past speech and present speakers, allowing for a sense of highs and lows of ranks to be established. Aslisk didn't think most of the other languages that she was knowledgable had such a thing. The language of the featherbrains certainly didn't. A language full of chirps and squawks was incredibly hard to comprehend and especially speak without the correct physical components - and even with substitutions it was hard considering the several different iterations of the language that existed. They were obsessed with having three of everything. Three different letters for every letter, three different words for every word. It was madness. Her wife spoke it and so Aslisk endured, but how deeply she hated it when it took her thrice as long to convey her message. "We'll work on it," Aslisk grunted. It was likely as close to a form of approval that the wyvern was willing to go.
Listening to the other words that Redvox spoke, the wyvern found herself quite pleased. She did well to pronounce all the shark barking noises of the harsh letters of the language to ensure that their replication could be done with ease. Even the complicated one was easily replicated. Pride, perhaps, was the feeling that brought a somewhat small yet jagged grin on her face. "Better. I don't think we actually have a word for pencil in Nitisian," she then muttered, face blanking, "so I guess I'll take one from the featherbrains and call it a trencil." Her flaming tail slowly swung behind her, listening to the other's take of the language. She chuckled, red eyes flickering off to the side. "Because that's what it is, usually. Very loud, gotta make your point quick, biggest is best, all that stuff," Aslisk explained. She rolled one of her shoulders, attention moving to the side to likely figure out what she was going to teach next. "I guess I could move on to probably the most practical part of learning this. Nobody else is gonna know it. I personally think it'd work great for working where you don't want other people to understand what you're saying. Combat for example." Of course her mind went to fighting, the very thing that the flaming wyvern always seemed to be anticipating for. Her talons shifted, lifting and moving after growing tired of where they had previously been. Her head raised up a little, a grin present on her face. "As in, for a lovely little example, someone's got their sorry butt pinned down and they're about to really get hurt. You've got a spear, fire, something, and you're going to get them unpinned. Problem is, they don't know you're about to do that and you sure as luslu don't want a skilled attacker knowing your about to come charging in. You'd probably yell their name, 'torklem', and then the adjective for what you're gonna be doing. Gotta specify, 'cause I doubt anyone would like to charge in to help only to run into your friend that's lit themself on fire to get someone off." Her flaming tail swung slowly behind her as she elaborated, head then craning to the side. "Why don't we give that for charging a go? Charge would be 'hokatark' in this case."
Listening to the other words that Redvox spoke, the wyvern found herself quite pleased. She did well to pronounce all the shark barking noises of the harsh letters of the language to ensure that their replication could be done with ease. Even the complicated one was easily replicated. Pride, perhaps, was the feeling that brought a somewhat small yet jagged grin on her face. "Better. I don't think we actually have a word for pencil in Nitisian," she then muttered, face blanking, "so I guess I'll take one from the featherbrains and call it a trencil." Her flaming tail slowly swung behind her, listening to the other's take of the language. She chuckled, red eyes flickering off to the side. "Because that's what it is, usually. Very loud, gotta make your point quick, biggest is best, all that stuff," Aslisk explained. She rolled one of her shoulders, attention moving to the side to likely figure out what she was going to teach next. "I guess I could move on to probably the most practical part of learning this. Nobody else is gonna know it. I personally think it'd work great for working where you don't want other people to understand what you're saying. Combat for example." Of course her mind went to fighting, the very thing that the flaming wyvern always seemed to be anticipating for. Her talons shifted, lifting and moving after growing tired of where they had previously been. Her head raised up a little, a grin present on her face. "As in, for a lovely little example, someone's got their sorry butt pinned down and they're about to really get hurt. You've got a spear, fire, something, and you're going to get them unpinned. Problem is, they don't know you're about to do that and you sure as luslu don't want a skilled attacker knowing your about to come charging in. You'd probably yell their name, 'torklem', and then the adjective for what you're gonna be doing. Gotta specify, 'cause I doubt anyone would like to charge in to help only to run into your friend that's lit themself on fire to get someone off." Her flaming tail swung slowly behind her as she elaborated, head then craning to the side. "Why don't we give that for charging a go? Charge would be 'hokatark' in this case."
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FULZANIN is a 19 year old content creator. Currently roleplaying as Beezlebub in the Pitt and Jotunhel in the Typhoon. Time spent outside of work and writing is typically done in Creatures of Sonaria. FULZANIN is also in a happy relationship, and is aegosexual/asexual herself.
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