03-17-2020, 01:01 PM
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
The wyvern's scarred face was quite odd, or at least she considered it such a thing from the how she had seen most residencies of this world to be. The scar crossed directly over both her eyes, faintly glowing. It was an open wound, almost, and yet was free of blood or irritation. It defined most of her face and cut into her snout. Indeed she was capable of shapeshifting, having no reason to display such a power during this hopefully peaceful visit. Her red eyes narrowed, watching and anticipating the reaction to her words. Attention turned to the white feline, her head dipping. "Very decent, perhaps one of the best examples of it," she rumbled in reply. The wyvern intook a deep breath, shaking her head a little.
One of her webbed ears flicked, turning her head when the Magna spoke. Her snout scrunched up a little in a more thoughtful manner. The words presented to her was turned over a few times. It sounded as if an established familiarity, and her head nodded. "Difficult, yes. Nothing that I'm opposed to taking on," Aslisk replied. She'd gotten her answer on neutrality remaining - so it hadn't just been Redvox's charismatic attitude that had been the sole reason for this group liking them. How wonderful, it meant she wouldn't have to mask her personality and voice to be akin to the Halls' founder to create a stable situation for the group. If she could get the group to be safe, then perhaps leading would be easier. Then she could focus on internal affairs, where she excelled. These diplomatic behaviors were far from her area of expertise.
Her teeth clenched a little when the topic of the killer was brought up. Aslisk felt fury brew up, and swiftly diminished such an intense flicker of hatred from her gaze and face. "No. We haven't found the culprit yet. They've likely left the territory as checking over the territory provided absolutely no results." Her words grew sharp, laced with frustration. "Once they are found, they will be punished with the greatest severity possible," the wyvern added. Her feet shuffled, seeking some movement to help relieve the tension that had seeped into her form. Aslisk exhaled deeply again, rolling one of her shoulders. An alliance? She supposed such was to be expected of Redvox, although she couldn't quite remember being directly told such a thing. She likely had, and the new Harbringer simply was having problems of recollecting. "It does sound interesting, yes," Aslisk agrees, her tail moving to a different position, "for I'm sure the supplies of a mountainous region are far different than those from where the Halls are located, yes?" Such was what came to mind when trade was mentioned, and her head tilted in a manner to aid her curious demeanor. It helped to ease away the brief surge of fury that had come forth.
One of her webbed ears flicked, turning her head when the Magna spoke. Her snout scrunched up a little in a more thoughtful manner. The words presented to her was turned over a few times. It sounded as if an established familiarity, and her head nodded. "Difficult, yes. Nothing that I'm opposed to taking on," Aslisk replied. She'd gotten her answer on neutrality remaining - so it hadn't just been Redvox's charismatic attitude that had been the sole reason for this group liking them. How wonderful, it meant she wouldn't have to mask her personality and voice to be akin to the Halls' founder to create a stable situation for the group. If she could get the group to be safe, then perhaps leading would be easier. Then she could focus on internal affairs, where she excelled. These diplomatic behaviors were far from her area of expertise.
Her teeth clenched a little when the topic of the killer was brought up. Aslisk felt fury brew up, and swiftly diminished such an intense flicker of hatred from her gaze and face. "No. We haven't found the culprit yet. They've likely left the territory as checking over the territory provided absolutely no results." Her words grew sharp, laced with frustration. "Once they are found, they will be punished with the greatest severity possible," the wyvern added. Her feet shuffled, seeking some movement to help relieve the tension that had seeped into her form. Aslisk exhaled deeply again, rolling one of her shoulders. An alliance? She supposed such was to be expected of Redvox, although she couldn't quite remember being directly told such a thing. She likely had, and the new Harbringer simply was having problems of recollecting. "It does sound interesting, yes," Aslisk agrees, her tail moving to a different position, "for I'm sure the supplies of a mountainous region are far different than those from where the Halls are located, yes?" Such was what came to mind when trade was mentioned, and her head tilted in a manner to aid her curious demeanor. It helped to ease away the brief surge of fury that had come forth.
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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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