01-22-2021, 04:27 PM
FIRE AND "BRYMSTONE"
At the sudden and loud call of Chernabog the King would seemingly rise from a slumber. His limbs that were once locked in stillness shivered and shook. Slowly empty sockets slowly filled with purplish blue orbs and he tilted his head suddenly, the cracking of bones and scraping of teeth against the ground before the creature pushed himself to his paws. Great, just when he was getting a good rest in something like this had to happen. He wasn't fearful of the consequences an outsider and an accident would bring upon them. No, he accepted it and embraced it. After all if they hadn't retaliated then that would make the Typhoon seem weak. Of course he knew they would come charging into the depths of their territory and one that they did not know. The beast merely moved from the geysers he had been soaking in, napping in to slip his way through the thickly thorned jungle. Ah, they were dragons. Amusing. Though he doubted that they fought like the feral dragons that called this place their home. Curling his skeletal tail that cracked with chitin and bone he would slip his way further and look on as Chernabog met one of them with her teeth and claws. He frankly didn't mind a fight, didn't mind a battle and rather they won or lost mattered little.
He had no plans to actually keep the little worms that had ended up on his lands. They were nuisances, screaming at him over nothing. He hadn't kidnapped him after all but they were held here and could be killed at his leisure. Why they thought that this was the best choice of action he did not know. Still the Dragon tread with ease, keeping a low profile as he decided to look for Vale as things began to heat up. Vey were sure to be close by he knew, he could almost feel it. His everchanging love though he wondered what vey would think of this situation.
He had no plans to actually keep the little worms that had ended up on his lands. They were nuisances, screaming at him over nothing. He hadn't kidnapped him after all but they were held here and could be killed at his leisure. Why they thought that this was the best choice of action he did not know. Still the Dragon tread with ease, keeping a low profile as he decided to look for Vale as things began to heat up. Vey were sure to be close by he knew, he could almost feel it. His everchanging love though he wondered what vey would think of this situation.
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