03-10-2020, 09:55 AM
I GET MY WAY THROUGH GENOCIDE CAUSE FREAKS LIKE YOU JUST WASTE MY TIME
ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - harbringer - hot shot
ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - harbringer - hot shot
Two people come over. A better turnout than Aslisk had been expecting, considering that this location honestly seemed horrifically remote. Who would choose to live in the cold mountains? Although Aslisk could always presume that the fur that covered the two was beneficial and allowed for such a location to easily be lived in. Her gaze examines the first to come, then the second. Her tongue pushes against the roof of her mouth, a slow movement to ease the last of frazzled nerves. "I am Aslisk, from the Halls of Hiraeth. I'm here to bring news, mostly, and to check on mostly one thing in particular," the wyvern rumbles. Talons scuff against the ground, ankles growing sore of one particular position and moving to another. Her mind flickers through her words, sorting out what she was searching for. How to word it without being disrespectful, harsh, or demeaning? Those things were not easy concepts for Aslisk to come across. Without anger, her voice sounded odd, and she did not like it. Alas, using an angered tone with strangers never had a tendency to work well.
"Our last leader, Redvox, seemed to have good ties with this place. Neutral, at worst. It seemed only fair to come to bring news. He's been killed, and I am the new Harbringer." Aslisk paused, gauging for the briefest of moments for a reaction, before continuing. "The main reason for my presence here is to ensure that a change in leadership will not disturb the neutrality between the two of our groups." For all she knew, the Gat had enough charisma stored in him to have been the sole twig that kept this group from absolutely hating the Halls' guts. Aslisk supposed it was fine, she'd never been one to lay down and appease. Keeping up with what the founder had set down, though, the wyvern supposed she could at least vaguely attempt to uphold. Her tail swung behind her slowly, briefly lighting on fire before dousing again. It was chilly, and Aslisk found herself detesting it the longer she stood still. Curse the exothermic body she was within. "I am also able to answer any questions you might have," she says, noting that the second to arrive had been silent. It piqued her curiosity, but she would refuse from prying. For now. She was here on friendly terms - neutral terms, technically.
"Our last leader, Redvox, seemed to have good ties with this place. Neutral, at worst. It seemed only fair to come to bring news. He's been killed, and I am the new Harbringer." Aslisk paused, gauging for the briefest of moments for a reaction, before continuing. "The main reason for my presence here is to ensure that a change in leadership will not disturb the neutrality between the two of our groups." For all she knew, the Gat had enough charisma stored in him to have been the sole twig that kept this group from absolutely hating the Halls' guts. Aslisk supposed it was fine, she'd never been one to lay down and appease. Keeping up with what the founder had set down, though, the wyvern supposed she could at least vaguely attempt to uphold. Her tail swung behind her slowly, briefly lighting on fire before dousing again. It was chilly, and Aslisk found herself detesting it the longer she stood still. Curse the exothermic body she was within. "I am also able to answer any questions you might have," she says, noting that the second to arrive had been silent. It piqued her curiosity, but she would refuse from prying. For now. She was here on friendly terms - neutral terms, technically.
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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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