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"How'd you get this?"
Send me “How’d you get this?” For my muses reaction to yours tracing one of their scars and asking how they got it.
A silent glance upward when the Argonian feels the light touch, Nor’s features blank as his gaze crosses over the other’s face. “My teacher,” he said simply, slipping his gloves back on and concealing the mark. “She was not one to go easy simply because I was still learning.”
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Spitting teeth || I am so sorry pls don't kill her. 3 ||
Put 'Spitting Teeth' in my askbox for my muses reaction to yours punching them in the face
It's a considerable furrowing of Nor's brow that occurs after he straightens back up from the hit, one gloved hand reaching up to rub at the spot where her fist had connected. This is soon after followed by a incensed hiss and a flashing of the Argonian's teeth as he takes an obvious step forward. "Is there a reason you've decided to strike me, or should I simply end this fight before it starts?"
Illuminated Path
"Do forgive me," Kahlan stammered slightly, her boots scuffing in the dirt as she stepped over. Her gloved hands combed her ashen brown hair back from her face to allow a clearer view of the man. "Perhaps you could stop acting as though you do not hear me and answer my question; where is the nearest town?"
"Mm, well, if you insist. You are forgiven." Dalamus gave a soft sigh as one red-on-black eye opened to peer at her. Bosmer; fairly young and healthy from what he could hear of her heartbeat. She spends a considerable amount of time outside, judging from her scent. But that was where his observations ended.
The mer sat up and then stood, nearly half a foot taller than her, while the pale light of the moons made his pallor that much more exaggerated. "The nearest town would be Riften, to the Southeast. About the same distance North is Shor's Stone. Keep going North and you will be in Windhelm, but I do not recommend staying there for long. To the West is Ivarstead, and then Riverwood. To the Northwest is Whiterun. The further North you go, the colder it will be."
"Daddy, will you braid my hair? Mama's busy cooking dinner."
"Kyne guide me..." Therrant groaned and pushed himself off the porch hammock he'd been dozing in. "Wait here, don't move, hiss at strangers!" With that, he dashed into the house yelling for his wife. The last time she'd cooked, they'd all gotten food poisoning. That wasn't happening again.
ℐnside Ťhe ℱort [Bird | Kahlan]
She was fascinated. The breton had never seen a castle this big- if the crumbling ruins could in fact be called a castle. Weathered chunks of stone sanded smooth by the wind lay strewn across the grassy floor, though curiously enough the fire pits lodged on top of the uneven walls were kept smouldering. Bird could hear the flames crackling faintly from her position crouched in the shadows cast by the ruin, head tilted in puzzlement. Recently tended fires- that meant someone was here.
The tiny forsworn closed her eyes, letting her hearing take on a wider range. She bit down on her tongue, concentrating hard. Yes- there. If she listened hard enough she could just about make out a faint scuffling, muffled by the outer stone walls of the fort. Inside, hidden. Dangerous, maybe, but curiosity drove her forward, still crouched cautiously.
Nearing the wooden entrance, the Bird prodded it with one finger. The door slowly swung open with a loud creak.
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maidenofthedamned
"You speak as though I’ve never suffered a wound before." Kahlan’s hazel gaze settled on the man, her bandaged left hand lifting for sarcastic emphasis. Not that she would lift her shirt to show the man, but the horrid bruising of her side from four broken ribs also spoke of such. "I want revenge on an Empire and you can assist me, can you not? I believe a bit of bloodshed is worth it.”
"I didn't necessarily mean in a physical sense," the Daedroth said with a sneer, meeting the woman's gaze with eyes unsettlingly blank and devoid of any readable emotion. "But of course I can, my dear. The price really only depends on the nature and scale of your revenge, and the involvement you want me to have in it. So with that in mind, what can I do for you?"
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"If you want it you're gonna bleed, but it's the price you pay."
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✦ : Fatal flaw - Secrecy
When one lives with a vampire coven and yet is desperately trying to distance themselves from the heinous atrocities it commits on a daily basis, it’s inevitable that some rather serious cover-ups become necessary. There is no one person (with perhaps the exception of Granny Folsi) who knows Brethyn’s full story, not even Brethyn himself.
This duplicity has served him well in the lifestyle he’s lived so far, as he endeavors to keep himself in a constant state of vague, neutral acquaintance with everyone. But it will also be Brethyn’s undoing, if the coven finds out just how thick his net has become.
