Call it fate. [EARTH]

[PRIVATE] Call it fate. [EARTH]

Isopia the Mountain That Knows Posts: 780

Dragon's Throat Apostle atk: 6.5 | def: 10 | dam: 8.0

Mare :: Tribrid :: 18hh :: 3 - is now aging slowly HP: 90 | Buff: NUMB

Hubris :: Royal Bronze Dragon :: Shock Breath & Frost Breath & Babel :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath Odd

02-07-2017, 02:33 PM

Isopia is pleased that he arrives so readily, and that he does not dally on their past conversations. The thought that perhaps he would bring up Isopia's private business in front of Dragomir makes Isopia feel for possibly the first time, the uneasy wave of embarrassment that so many are often showered by. But he doesn't, and so the feeling passes.

"I stole from this man." She says, her voice and eyes clear. The demi-goddess offers no excuses or justifications for her actions, but instead owns them completely. Her quad-horned skull is tilted upwards, for although she is quite tall, her Father is taller. "I stole a helmet, and imbued it with magic of my choosing. I've rightfully returned it back to him, but it is still enchanted with my selfish choices. I ask you to remove the enchantments, so that Dragomir can properly decide for himself what he would like his item to do." Falling silent, her peace said, she waited.

Would he offer her criticisms? Would he scold her for being a thief? Would he be embarrassed that his child had gone so morally wrong? Or would he simply give her some task that she could set her sights upon, to quickly rectify her mistakes and put this all behind her?

Swallowing, she waited.

Isopia

Abandon hope, all ye who enter here.

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