NYX
Let's admire the stars —
"That, I am." She agreed with the woman instantly.
There was no point in being humble, it wasn't something she ever was anyway. When her brain finally cleared from brain fog and the groggy, disorientation of sleep, she took in the woman who woke her. And she was absolutely gorgeous, if she was ever humble, it would be this instant.
"And you are absolutely stunning!" The corners of her red lips curled up as her eyes drifted from her face to her blood-coloured dress. Nyx was admiring her dress, because it was her favourite shade of red "I absolutely adore your dress, very charming!"
Nyx pushed herself up off the ground, grimacing at the sticky substance of the melted stone clinging to her palm. She flicked off what she could get and wiped the rest of the sticky residue on the wall.
"A rather intense dream of a lyvern being chained up in a cave, although it probably wasn't too dissimilar to being stuck in stone for..." She paused in thought and waved her hand, "however long it has been..."
Oh, my lady! A Priestess of Dygra! It was certainly a good sign for being awoken.
Nyx took the Priestess' hand and kissed the back of it. "A pleasure to meet you, Priestess!" Nyx glanced up, "I am Nyx, and I'm very grateful for being woken up."
There was no point in being humble, it wasn't something she ever was anyway. When her brain finally cleared from brain fog and the groggy, disorientation of sleep, she took in the woman who woke her. And she was absolutely gorgeous, if she was ever humble, it would be this instant.
"And you are absolutely stunning!" The corners of her red lips curled up as her eyes drifted from her face to her blood-coloured dress. Nyx was admiring her dress, because it was her favourite shade of red "I absolutely adore your dress, very charming!"
Nyx pushed herself up off the ground, grimacing at the sticky substance of the melted stone clinging to her palm. She flicked off what she could get and wiped the rest of the sticky residue on the wall.
"A rather intense dream of a lyvern being chained up in a cave, although it probably wasn't too dissimilar to being stuck in stone for..." She paused in thought and waved her hand, "however long it has been..."
Oh, my lady! A Priestess of Dygra! It was certainly a good sign for being awoken.
Nyx took the Priestess' hand and kissed the back of it. "A pleasure to meet you, Priestess!" Nyx glanced up, "I am Nyx, and I'm very grateful for being woken up."
— decorating the night sky
