your battle worn tongue doesn't say the truth anymore;
/// that you are ruined ///
/// that you are ruined ///
Kiada gets to work while Maea comments about the promotion, and the harpy flashes her a warm, fanged grin. “Thanks.” News of both of their positions overlapping has her grin flashing a bit more roguish, something playful and sharp, not unlike Dantalion’s own grins. “I don’t mind.” She refrains from mentioning anything about her unnamed position in the council – mostly just being an annoying thorn in Danta’s side.
They have work to do, anyway.
So she continues to work, sweeping through the study and ensuring everything was cleaned up while Maea came behind with the mop. Once she was done, though, she sets the broom aside while Tal asks his question and she heads for the fireplace, immediately beginning to collect any debris within it and a cloth with some water to clean up the soot, hand stuttering slightly at the mention of the old gods. She’s glad that her back is to Tal with the way her nose scrunches and she works her jaw for a moment.
“Do we uh… Really need one? I’m pretty sure everyone here’s Ancient and some of us,” gesturing to Maea with the soot covered cloth, “were Ascended before that. Not exactly sure the rest of the gods would be huge fans of us.” Let alone her, with her devastating failure to Ludo that had prevented her from seeking a shrine again up until recently.
Kiada cleans the fireplace!
They have work to do, anyway.
So she continues to work, sweeping through the study and ensuring everything was cleaned up while Maea came behind with the mop. Once she was done, though, she sets the broom aside while Tal asks his question and she heads for the fireplace, immediately beginning to collect any debris within it and a cloth with some water to clean up the soot, hand stuttering slightly at the mention of the old gods. She’s glad that her back is to Tal with the way her nose scrunches and she works her jaw for a moment.
“Do we uh… Really need one? I’m pretty sure everyone here’s Ancient and some of us,” gesturing to Maea with the soot covered cloth, “were Ascended before that. Not exactly sure the rest of the gods would be huge fans of us.” Let alone her, with her devastating failure to Ludo that had prevented her from seeking a shrine again up until recently.
Kiada cleans the fireplace!
kiada
and you wonder why he lets you, the butcher ///
touch him, the sun ///
touch him, the sun ///
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
