He smelled like a snack. A bite-sized snack. Eating the outlander would give him a bit of a boost in energy, and it didn't seem to be a difficult task considering he has yet to smell aggression.

...But he's so small.

...

Perhaps he shouldn't act so hasty.

"Not your world." He answers, cold but not cruel. "I assume you have no knowledge on how to return yourself?" His tendrils curl, curious and... he's not acknowledging the other emotion.

\\ i think it would be neat to have rigel and eradic meet :] helloo i know we haven't interacted before yet, so you can ignore this if you like!

His guards had notified him of yet another outlander. Under normal circumstances, he'd let his captain handle it... but the scent they've brought back was... of interest. Smelled of prey, and yet... not entirely.

So here the emperor was, dark tendrils slithering behind him like a cape as he approaches the stranger with a flicking forked tounge and arms behind his back. Observing out in the open, with no fear of retaliation.

"I can smell you from an ocean away with how much magic you're radiating, outlander."

...A 'hello' would've sufficed, Era.

ooc// hello hello hello!! always fun to see a new face around here >:3c I hoped I interpreted this correctly as Rigel being the one to lose control. Don't be pressured to write too much for your reply btw (i saw that you write casual-style so yee), my starters are just a bit longer sometimes.