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06-03-2014, 10:55 PM
Oh dear… Concern masked the smile as golden harks peaked at the creature’s speech. My, my, this was different sort of creature. Standing square with flaming wings flustered and chest broad the dun beast was defensive. The golden boy had given no reason for him to great a fight, but someone, or something else had. Earth eyes scanned over the painted body closer to see if a source of such recent trouble existed. All it found were troubles of times gone by, judging by their number, this brute could hold his own. So let’s tally this up shall we? A creature with some sort of communication complication, but obliviously with sharp mind enough to fight strong, who has recently found himself in some mental unease. Fantastic. For learning this the golden did not bother to redirect the struggle bus ride the beast took up and down Thranduil’s name.
Still what exactly troubled this sturdy creature? For it surely couldn’t be someone poking his snake or some other minor issue. This bloke before the gold did not seem like one you’d steal lunch money from. Harks lean in, sit on the devil’s couch and tell him all your troubles. Fill out the form of your nightmares and we’ll be sure to set them up in hell just for you. Yet, the beast shows he’s not all together. Not ill. Not bird. Horned head rose slightly and eyes might have sparked, but the rest of the mask held and gave a small smile and reassuring air. Oh but inside the golden son snickered and twisted his hands. He knew their might still be a sharp mind behind this black crowned (or not), but words were slipping up the poor dear. Words, usually rather potent, grew in strength against you when their meanings slip you by. That’s why you always hire a lawyer, and never trust a politician.
While the dun was delighting the hidden mind, the snake above his crown was not. That black creature’s pitch dark and endless eyes were boring into the golden from overhead. Though he was careful not to watch, it could feel them, and every glance he did steal was caught in slow motion, as if the snake knew. The flame wrapped brute was more at ease, while his snake pet was, well, killing the mood. Gaucho. Full attention regained by the Pegasus before him. Ah, so niceties, this is where it always went wrong lately. Spin that golden thread further dear son, and you’ll snare him in a web he never saw.
Tricks. So there were others about playing games? Not surprising in these parts, but liars…What on earth could someone be lying to this stout creature about? Liars playing tricks. Well, what could one more liar playing tricks hurt? But first to know this tale of utter deceit and rudeness. The golden wanted to applaud their creators.
It didn’t work. Oh, the plot does thicken. The questions grow. What trick was so brightly painted as to be caught by this brute? And then, come to think of how uneasy, his speech and looks, had the trick not been a trick at all…Had it been taken as a trick when it was not? Oh my the golden was happy to have some many questions moving about in his mind. So many possibilities, so tricky. Aide him though. None of the rest are here, so his view is the only one that matters. “I am glad to see the false attacks missed my new friend.” He smiled upon the deer crowned son, purposefully choosing each phrase. Crossing his vision with deeper concern the golden looked up to this fierce brute. Oh but if true trouble was to be caused, the lies and tricks must be known. How else could he build on them? “What terrible tricks did those liars play, Gaucho?” Tell the golden son who paints such a friendly face, so he can play those tricks again.
OOC :: Oh sorry I forgot the translation! But, you got it. =] Also, sorry for the delay, was coming back from vacation.
Oh there are so many webs
Why not help them spread?
Why not help them spread?
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