Jul 17, 2017
Rayan ( @pinkhairedbadass ) looks really good in dark colors, wh,,,,
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Rayan ( @pinkhairedbadass ) looks really good in dark colors, wh,,,,
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pinkhairedbadass: You act like you’ve never seen a dragon dick before
“ Well, believe it or not, I haven’t. Until your selfie popped up, the only dick I had seen was a man’s and they weren’t as impressive, nor terrifying. ”
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“So.. What’s next?”
The very day you opened your eyes, you defied authority. Growing up you always had a problem following rules, understanding that staying in line with everyone else was not your path. As you grew you became a conduit of war and mishap itself, never really understanding why. Everything just appeared so far out of anyone’s control, especially regarding you. That is until you gained your SPARK back. You’ve lived THOUSANDS of lives, forsaken to be imprisoned in an infinite cycle of life and death, proceeding through many universes and timelines. Through all of it you were always just that, YOU. But now? You’ve got it all back. A draconic goddess of Anarchy. And you’re pissed.
BURN IT ALL, KALARAH!
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▐ ¦༺ 💕 ༻¦ ▌
❝—THIS is where I steal the gold and the princess from the DRAGON entrapment, yes?❞
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Standing atop a cliffside allowed her to see for miles on end. She found it rather suitable; due for a change in scenery, the height gave her a better view of the landscape she temporarily claimed as home. Gift, texts and tombs so old they were nearly falling apart rested in the pack on her shoulder; enough to keep her occupied for a few weeks, at least. This was a downfall to the remote location. She had grown fond of what the villagers offered her, and fonder still of the game that had been found near the area. Below her stood mountainous oaks, an impossible sea of green in the valley to the west, smaller waterfalls near the crags and, oddly enough, hot springs. Coming across them puzzled her greatly, and she grew eager enough to temporarily abandon her possessions in pursuit of the location. When she approached the cavern she had deemed suitable for shelter, hot air strung its fingers through her hair, drawing her attention entirely. These crags were no volcano, and there was little about the landscape that alluded to underground pockets. The hotsprings were entirely out of place. She planted the pack near the maw of the chamber, inhaled the air deeply, and caught a strange scent mixed in the air. It sent bumps along her skin, despite the warm air. Decisively, she made her presence clear with scuffled footsteps as she descended, unwitting to surprise an unfavorable being.
@pinkhairedbadass --
“Yeah, well, they’re your friends now. Like it or not. Gonna have to take and give now, Kassy boy.” She’d smirk, her tail slowly skidding across the black rock of her throne room. “I CAN get someone to eat your ass, though.”
“Why the hell’re they supposed to be my FRIENDS? I haven’t done anything for them. Nor they for me. I don’t even know half of their names, Rayan.” Snarling upwards, her draconic disposition didn’t change his attitude towards her. “And the name’s Kašpar not Kassy.”
@pinkhairedbadass Rumors never took long to spread. Some traveled to give her gifts. Others, to ask favors of her in exchange for something she desired. A book, a sword, fur, gold. It was not often that she declined contracts, but when the details were brought to her, she was hesitant. She would get involved with wraiths, fiends, dissuading trolls. But what had been seen as an issue was not a troll, but a Jotun, and the contract called for a head. “I will not take this life,” she had told the man, handing the rolled parchment back. He pleaded and bartered with her near an hour post, and eventually, she relented. The winding roads were not far from the settlement. Time and time again she reminded herself that this was no simple troll. A sentient, intelligent headache awaited her. By midday, she crossed onto the road that the creature had been, supposedly, last encountered. She crossed onto this path, brazenly with her head high, and cantered north up the trail. She slowed after a time, ears keen, and approached the designated check point. A supposed check point.