04-06-2020, 11:32 PM
decisions to decisions are made and not bought
The people from the swamp were bad. Point blank within Astiar's mind did that statement stand. Even with the most basic brainpower he knew that the people that smelled and felt of the dense water and murky trees were not pleasant. The burning was all to familiar. The shouting came too easily to mind. Astiar knew better than to go there now - even if he felt like he'd left on a high note. After all, he had given them that by all means and purposes was food. Yet later the screaming had still continued, even if it had not been directed at him. They were not pleasant. They burned his food, took it, and then didn't even eat it. Perhaps if his mind worked a little better, he'd know that nobody else but he ate entire trees.
Buzzing sounded his approach, the large dragon trotting over. His sense of smell was odd, but he had registered the stench of the swamp. He could hear the commands, the pleas to leave. Mandibles clicked as Astiar moved closer. "NO BURN PEACEFUL GOOD YES," Astiar broadcasted after a few moments pause. If the other claimed to be peaceful, that was good, yes? He didn't see anger on the other's face - he couldn't feel it in the air. Except from those tense about the Tanglewood native being on the land of those that were threatened to be wiped off the lands if they made one more mistake. Astiar was oblivious to such things, for it was simply the buggy way. If there was no fire, Astiar had no problems. He drops his head a little, chittering noises parting from him.
Buzzing sounded his approach, the large dragon trotting over. His sense of smell was odd, but he had registered the stench of the swamp. He could hear the commands, the pleas to leave. Mandibles clicked as Astiar moved closer. "NO BURN PEACEFUL GOOD YES," Astiar broadcasted after a few moments pause. If the other claimed to be peaceful, that was good, yes? He didn't see anger on the other's face - he couldn't feel it in the air. Except from those tense about the Tanglewood native being on the land of those that were threatened to be wiped off the lands if they made one more mistake. Astiar was oblivious to such things, for it was simply the buggy way. If there was no fire, Astiar had no problems. He drops his head a little, chittering noises parting from him.
control yourself and take only what you need from it
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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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