Thalassa
Hit me hard and soft
With her dagger safely in its sheath, Thal crosses her arms, debating whether she should abandon her plan and find a better way to exert her excess energy. The woman isn't her favorite to be around with all her bright moods and annoying questions, but it's hard to talk when dodging daggers or fireballs.
Considering the possibility of watching Aithne dance away from her barrage of attacks, Thal narrows her eyes to steely weapons of their own, directed at the Ancient for bothering to probe into her life - even if the choice seems obvious. "Swords are too slow and heavy," she grumbles, offering a wickedly humorless smile when she adds, "Other weapons aren't sharp enough."
That's when the gore crows decide to make themselves known, screeching in discordant unity with a litany of body parts like 'Eyes!' and 'Tongue!' and 'Toes!' as if arguing over the juiciest pieces of meat delicacies. Thal would argue that the muscly parts are better, but to each their own. Plus, she's not really in the mood to argue with a murder of vicious crows gnashing their beaks in hunger.
Flashing her fangs, Thal resists the urge to send a blast of fire into their midst in hopes they'll scatter.
Considering the possibility of watching Aithne dance away from her barrage of attacks, Thal narrows her eyes to steely weapons of their own, directed at the Ancient for bothering to probe into her life - even if the choice seems obvious. "Swords are too slow and heavy," she grumbles, offering a wickedly humorless smile when she adds, "Other weapons aren't sharp enough."
That's when the gore crows decide to make themselves known, screeching in discordant unity with a litany of body parts like 'Eyes!' and 'Tongue!' and 'Toes!' as if arguing over the juiciest pieces of meat delicacies. Thal would argue that the muscly parts are better, but to each their own. Plus, she's not really in the mood to argue with a murder of vicious crows gnashing their beaks in hunger.
Flashing her fangs, Thal resists the urge to send a blast of fire into their midst in hopes they'll scatter.
