@Hekazu, there's not going to be a response from the kobolds? Otherwise I am left with only one reasonable assumption.
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Masses are always breeding grounds of psychic epidemics.
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The highest, most decisive experience is to be alone with one's own self. You must be alone to find out what supports you, when you find that you can not support yourself.
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One cannot live from anything except what one is.
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The slave to virtue finds the way as little as the slave to vices.
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The core of an individual is the mystery of life, which dies when it is 'grasped'. That is also why symbols want to keep their secrets.
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The Harbinger of Ferocity
Agent of the Wild, Aspect of the Ferine
Nature, red in tooth and claw.
"There is, indeed, no single quality of the cat that man could not emulate to his advantage."
- Carl Van Vechten
I am, at my core, a personification and manifestation of those things whose blood and hearts run red with the ferocity of the animal world. It is this which convicts and controls my works, my writing, my being; the force and guidance in which I gain wisdom from. It is what inspires me as a creator and weaver of words, the very thing I admire as an author.
My leanings, savage as they are, are of the feline sort as there exists no greater lineage of beasts whom can be drawn from. No others captivate and motivate my talent and skill as the greatest of cats do.
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"I am sorry I ran off all of the sudden, but is this not really interesting?" The young woman spoke, turning to face the great figure as it drew closer yet, as quiet as it was ever before.
There it stood back far enough to keep them all out of its reach, mostly to put the girl and the obsidian golem at ease... or as much as it could for a clearly mythic animal that loomed over the young women. Its golden eyes softened for a moment in expression as the divine beast listened attentively, its spark of understanding not even hidden from any who were witnessing this encounter. No matter what tongue they spoken in, it overtly knew the words and was keen to read into the younger's demeanor; she was uneasy, about something. Something more than the surprise at hand of encountering a blind mage and a leviathan animal of legend. For now however, it withheld its words and instead looked upon the earthen being that shielded her still - it being as rigid and relentless in its defense as ever, even now.
The enormity of the beast's jowls parted for a moment as it drew in breath, tensing its paws only briefly in the grass of the warm meadow. It was instinct and desire to know what more was to be said so it held its tongue... for now. There was no doubt that it did not hide its understanding of what was being said, just that it did not yet wish to betray that it mastered all tongues as well.
@Ojo chan 42@Mr Rage
There it stood back far enough to keep them all out of its reach, mostly to put the girl and the obsidian golem at ease... or as much as it could for a clearly mythic animal that loomed over the young women. Its golden eyes softened for a moment in expression as the divine beast listened attentively, its spark of understanding not even hidden from any who were witnessing this encounter. No matter what tongue they spoken in, it overtly knew the words and was keen to read into the younger's demeanor; she was uneasy, about something. Something more than the surprise at hand of encountering a blind mage and a leviathan animal of legend. For now however, it withheld its words and instead looked upon the earthen being that shielded her still - it being as rigid and relentless in its defense as ever, even now.
The enormity of the beast's jowls parted for a moment as it drew in breath, tensing its paws only briefly in the grass of the warm meadow. It was instinct and desire to know what more was to be said so it held its tongue... for now. There was no doubt that it did not hide its understanding of what was being said, just that it did not yet wish to betray that it mastered all tongues as well.
@Ojo chan 42@Mr Rage
More like one who has spent the past six years working at night, @The Fated Fallen. I do not fare well in the day, time becomes confusing. Who uses days, anyway? Either you are working or you are not.
In other news, more getting a footing for Sakaala's "I sleep but never get to sleep." life style.
In other news, more getting a footing for Sakaala's "I sleep but never get to sleep." life style.
Tapping a thick finger upon the grip of the sword that laid across her lap, the old mercenary stirred none more, content to listen to all the activity that began with the others rousing; they weren't subtle, she noted that much. Her ears, as relaxed as they were in spite of the conversation, picked up each and every word shared - be them the two women at the table or the two men at the bar and of course the distinctive clatter of the knights. Albeit there was... something new, something that smelled not only different but sounded the part as well. She was privy to the scent the night before yet then it was mingled with the rest of the inn's - the smells of smoke, liquor, men and fire - but now? Now she had a figure to attach to it.
And one yelling, at that.
"I've still got some glue from my last job, I'll patch up the door after breakfast, for a friend."
Sakaala opened an eye at last and the blood icing glare she gave was a stark reminder she was as much a beast in the flesh as she certainly appeared to be; the good eye lingered on the man of brown and orange, whose garb was bound about him barring the thinnest portion that revealed his eyes. It moved as he did, tracking, watching as he crossed not more than a few feet away from what were the enormity of her feet, his hands busied with a wooden plate topped with eggs. It was then she chose to rise, having waited until he set about inspecting the door.
"That is one way to awaken someone." The fallen regal remarked, her great palm sheathing the sword across her back where it hung without a sheath.
Limp arm resting at her side, she looked him over for a long moment before turning her scarred, mottled face away to examine the dwarven innkeeper then the rest of her company as they were preparing for the morning. More patrons, those of the other rooms arriving now in part, she returned a glance to Tarden with the deadness of her blind eye. As polite as she was keeping to herself, she made it clear that shouting at break of dawn was not her ideal...
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And one yelling, at that.
"I've still got some glue from my last job, I'll patch up the door after breakfast, for a friend."
Sakaala opened an eye at last and the blood icing glare she gave was a stark reminder she was as much a beast in the flesh as she certainly appeared to be; the good eye lingered on the man of brown and orange, whose garb was bound about him barring the thinnest portion that revealed his eyes. It moved as he did, tracking, watching as he crossed not more than a few feet away from what were the enormity of her feet, his hands busied with a wooden plate topped with eggs. It was then she chose to rise, having waited until he set about inspecting the door.
"That is one way to awaken someone." The fallen regal remarked, her great palm sheathing the sword across her back where it hung without a sheath.
Limp arm resting at her side, she looked him over for a long moment before turning her scarred, mottled face away to examine the dwarven innkeeper then the rest of her company as they were preparing for the morning. More patrons, those of the other rooms arriving now in part, she returned a glance to Tarden with the deadness of her blind eye. As polite as she was keeping to herself, she made it clear that shouting at break of dawn was not her ideal...
@ArenaSnow@Belwicket@IcePezz@Jon Y@The Fated Fallen@vietmyke@Zero Hex
Short of discomfort then I hope all is well, @Carantathraiel?
Enjoying myself in truth, doing something different for once. And what of you, are you doing well?
Yes, exactly that, @Carantathraiel. Not that I would know, however.
You need not worry, @Ojo chan 42. I will reply tonight when I have the opportunity.
You can expect a response to come from me this evening.
Addendum, that will be tomorrow evening. This whole being awake thing is really confusing - I forgot how to daylight.
Addendum, that will be tomorrow evening. This whole being awake thing is really confusing - I forgot how to daylight.
@Ojo chan 42, I believe it is to you.
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