charlie
"Sounds good to me!" Beginning to bound up the stairs, Charlie drags her nails against the stone walls as her feet carry her up the spiral passageway. "So you were an ascended before, too?" The priestess had learned a little bit more about the race that had basically been wiped out during the proceeding war, because everything that she did learn about them was horrifying. They couldn't eat? Couldn't feel? Designed for a purpose? It sounded like the complete antithesis to everything that Dygra stood for. It did make it a bit easier to understand the transition that those like Maea might be going through, for everything to suddenly be so different, but even so.
It all sounded terrible.
Shouldering her way through a door—it was mostly knocked off of its hinges anyway—Charlie burst into a room illuminated only because of the broken windows on the outer walls. Shifting some of her fire to hang near the ceiling, she looked around. "Also, do you know how much we actually need?"
It all sounded terrible.
Shouldering her way through a door—it was mostly knocked off of its hinges anyway—Charlie burst into a room illuminated only because of the broken windows on the outer walls. Shifting some of her fire to hang near the ceiling, she looked around. "Also, do you know how much we actually need?"
they say i did something bad
then why'd it feel so good?
then why'd it feel so good?
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
