March 02, 2021, 05:40 PM
Bicolored optics rise, landing on the merle wraith mottled in the hues of truth and witchcraft: greys and blacks with his eyes of blue-white December sky. She drops the deer leg, her hackles beginning to prickle defensively at the sight of the behemoth charging towards her unexpectedly, watching him bear down on her like Sithis given corporeal form. Yet, he slows -- drawing to a halt on his huge paws only a few feet away as his ears pin and a purplish, spotty tongue rasps along his chops in agitation. It's so uncharacteristically different from what she expects, thinking the collared brute to be racing towards the Priestess with malicious intentions.
"Peace be, brother," the Bayou witch drawls soothingly, making the natural assumption that something is amiss with the man. "Are you hurt? Hungry?" Perhaps the gods intended for their paths to cross, so that Aerenys might help him -- perhaps he had some purpose to fulfill for the Daedra. "I can help, yeah."
"Peace be, brother," the Bayou witch drawls soothingly, making the natural assumption that something is amiss with the man. "Are you hurt? Hungry?" Perhaps the gods intended for their paths to cross, so that Aerenys might help him -- perhaps he had some purpose to fulfill for the Daedra. "I can help, yeah."
"you said she's scared of me?"
"but maybe it's because I'm wearing your c o l o g n e."
"but maybe it's because I'm wearing your c o l o g n e."
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with your sick head - by Aerenys - March 02, 2021, 11:37 AM
RE: with your sick head - by Solomon Bishop - March 02, 2021, 03:47 PM
RE: with your sick head - by Aerenys - March 02, 2021, 05:40 PM
RE: with your sick head - by Solomon Bishop - April 13, 2021, 01:58 PM
RE: with your sick head - by Aerenys - April 15, 2021, 04:42 PM
RE: with your sick head - by Solomon Bishop - April 28, 2021, 09:43 PM
RE: with your sick head - by Aerenys - May 02, 2021, 05:34 PM