WESSEX
“Interesting…” musing quietly on Cameron’s own ideas about the ring, Wessex hopes that’s the case, because if so then she might be able to wrangle another trick or two from somewhere up her sleeves. Especially if she can, at leat momentarily, appear to be Accepted - companion and all.
Which brings them to the Dragoons. And unfortunately for Wessex, she can put two and two together. Pressing her lips together, she shakes her head. “No, it’s not the dragon’s hatred - have you met my companion, Loki?” Pausing to see if her companion might be in the house - or at least nearby and able to fly in through a window - the Queen then continues. “It’s all the Dragoons and it rubs off onto their companions, the dragons. You see, Ascended are exceptionally flammable, so an air borne fire-breathing weapon could be… devastating.”
She’ll just let that brutal, burning-alive image sink in for a minute.
Which brings them to the Dragoons. And unfortunately for Wessex, she can put two and two together. Pressing her lips together, she shakes her head. “No, it’s not the dragon’s hatred - have you met my companion, Loki?” Pausing to see if her companion might be in the house - or at least nearby and able to fly in through a window - the Queen then continues. “It’s all the Dragoons and it rubs off onto their companions, the dragons. You see, Ascended are exceptionally flammable, so an air borne fire-breathing weapon could be… devastating.”
She’ll just let that brutal, burning-alive image sink in for a minute.
there was a time that we were kind, but now
don't write me, you're not fooling anyone
don't write me, you're not fooling anyone
