12-20-2020, 09:52 AM
FIRE AND "BRYMSTONE"
Looked like he was in the same boat as Chernabog on this one. He had been walking by when the massive bonfire had caught his attention considering massive fires were a driving force here. The skeletal being made his move, shifting and moving to come to a point where he could look respectfully around the dragon and toward the show that was happening before him. His eyes were fixated on their feathers and every time he saw Vale they were something different, something ever changing and evolving. The King was staring and he never had any real manners so he didn't see the harm in his rather intense watching of the other. Slowly he looked away and he thought about how he appeared. If only he could change his shape then he could be rid of this face, this tail. He could blink like them, change his expression like them and perhaps they would see him as normal. His thoughts became chaotic one more, the idea of changing himself to fit what others would like making a burning anger rise to the surface. Not here, not now. He forced it down and instead let out a cackling laugh as he sat down with the small gathering.
''I can agree with that question. I've never seen anything like this before and where did you even get it? I'm definitely not going to allow for you to eat all of it on your own, Vale.'' He lifted a paw, turning it slightly so that the metal claws that overlapped his normally thick and curved weapons were slightly turned away so that he could try one of the marshmallows. It was an odd sight to see too, this skull jaws opening and plopping the thing right in. Chewing it up they could all see the sticky strains that refused to get off his teeth and his tongue roped in the thick goop of sugar but it was obvious that Brym was enjoying the taste of it, chewing vigorously and shaking his head back and forth as if he was tearing off pieces of flesh.
''I can agree with that question. I've never seen anything like this before and where did you even get it? I'm definitely not going to allow for you to eat all of it on your own, Vale.'' He lifted a paw, turning it slightly so that the metal claws that overlapped his normally thick and curved weapons were slightly turned away so that he could try one of the marshmallows. It was an odd sight to see too, this skull jaws opening and plopping the thing right in. Chewing it up they could all see the sticky strains that refused to get off his teeth and his tongue roped in the thick goop of sugar but it was obvious that Brym was enjoying the taste of it, chewing vigorously and shaking his head back and forth as if he was tearing off pieces of flesh.
AND I'M BACK TO MY WAYS, CAUSE I'M HEARTLESS
SEVEN YEARS I BEEN SWIMMING WITH THE SHARKS NOW
SEVEN YEARS I BEEN SWIMMING WITH THE SHARKS NOW