The sudden appearance of this strange woman from the grassy knoll had Ruby twisting around, ready to let out another ear shattering scream. Instead, her primed body slowly began to unwind as she heard the less than warm introductions.
It was just another person asking for her name and story. Rolling her eyes, she completely ignored the smooth-talking lady. She neither had the inclination nor the ability to tell her name or story, even if she was able to somehow get it across to her.
Instead, something else caught her interest. In particular, the sight of Viktor on top of a skeletal horse gave her an idea. She, too, had no desire to spend the next few days walking on foot, and she would be lying if the sight of the dragon-like creature didn't intrigue her more than frighten her now that it was tamely sitting there.
On quiet feet through the bloodied battlefield, one moment Ruby was talking to the large ogre, and the next, she was up next to the wyvern and holding out a hand gently towards its muzzle. The beast seemed confused to begin with, understandably so, as a strange woman reached out to it. Though as its nostrils flared to smell her, it came along a scent that seemed somehow calming, almost familiar. Almost like the same scent it now knew as itself...
Her pale hand reached the wyvern's head without any rebuke, and then quietely she stroked the forehead as she stared at the creature with wonder. Pulling away, her face was lit up with a genuine warm smile as she looked over the creature. Well, that was till her eyes flicked up to the rider.
Mouth set into a line, and she walked over to the side of the large beast. Before the rider even knew what was going on, she uncerimously shoved him off his wyvern steed. Letting him fall to the hard, bloodied ground with a loud thud.
Then, before he was able to do anything, Ruby pulled herself up into the leather saddle on top of the large undead flying steed. Making herself comfortable in her new seat, she only gave the displaced man enough attention to raise an eyebrow at him as if daring him to do something about it.
Thuk rose from the ground in an instant, his features not angry, not yet, but quite bemused.
Sariel’s laughter cut through any potential violence, "Thuk, the lady is no doubt tired after our brief sojourn and unfortunate encounter with you and your men. No doubt, an honorable knight, like you, would be pleased to offer her a seat on his noble steed and a chance to regain her strength."
There was no challenge in Thuk’s eyes as he nodded, offering a quick bow to the necromancer and then the siren.
"You can always ride double, if she permits it,” Sariel added with a smile. A proud smirk decorated her face, Ruby turned to the unfortunate Thuk to give him an expression that just said one thing: he was fat out of luck on that ever happening. This was her ride now, and she had no intention of sharing, especially with a man who had been their enemy only minutes ago.
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