her wild feral stare, her dark hair
her winter lips
A wry smile curls the corner of her lip up in a smile at the title Wessex calls her. It’s the first time she’s heard someone address her as such, despite the Notice Board announcement from Ronin, and something about it fills her with a sort of satisfaction. That yes, she is a guild mistress now, and yes, she has some sort of power when it comes to the guild and those within it.
Auni, having been created by strange circumstances, doesn’t have any qualms with half of the people he meets. Where usually Luxere would stray from those with deadly hands, with dark magics, Auni barges straight through those. And as Wessex reaches down to allow him to sniff, he greedily dies before aiming to brush his lip against Wessex’s outstretched hand, a small nibble attempt for scratches or food, before the Wraith stands again and the Harpy’s gaze lands on the woman before her.
“Thanks.” She says to the compliment, looking around at the bare walls, the beginnings of something new for her and the Hollowed Grounds. But Wessex’s comment on membership has her icy gaze drifting back to the woman with a soft, almost conspirator smile. “I don’t have a list of who the current members are, but you’re welcome to join if that’s what you want to do.” She says with an easy shrug. If Wessex was already a member? Oops. If not, the offer is there. Besides, they could use some Ascended for the prospect of Halo and its cold temperatures when it came to learning of or slaying the monsters within. “Could always use more help.” Her head tilts up slightly with the offer laid out.
Auni, having been created by strange circumstances, doesn’t have any qualms with half of the people he meets. Where usually Luxere would stray from those with deadly hands, with dark magics, Auni barges straight through those. And as Wessex reaches down to allow him to sniff, he greedily dies before aiming to brush his lip against Wessex’s outstretched hand, a small nibble attempt for scratches or food, before the Wraith stands again and the Harpy’s gaze lands on the woman before her.
“Thanks.” She says to the compliment, looking around at the bare walls, the beginnings of something new for her and the Hollowed Grounds. But Wessex’s comment on membership has her icy gaze drifting back to the woman with a soft, almost conspirator smile. “I don’t have a list of who the current members are, but you’re welcome to join if that’s what you want to do.” She says with an easy shrug. If Wessex was already a member? Oops. If not, the offer is there. Besides, they could use some Ascended for the prospect of Halo and its cold temperatures when it came to learning of or slaying the monsters within. “Could always use more help.” Her head tilts up slightly with the offer laid out.
as cold as stone
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
