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Underground they come, Nyx having decided that rocks and crystals may make good boat-fixing-parts, and if not then at the very least they would look awfully pretty in her cabin. Just in case this trip is unsuccessful, Dominus clutches a block of driftwood between his powerful jaws, because the silver soldier would hate to go home empty-handed and fail the God in his quest.
Her hooves clatter onto the hard stone ground of the caves as she descends towards the crystal-laden chamber, giving a small huff of nostalgia as she remembers finding Dominus' egg in these very caverns. Dominus himself is less than pleased at the idea of entering the dark, dingy walls beneath the ground, and the silver soldier hears a growl rumble from behind the driftwood in his mouth. No light. No prey. Dead stone. Not good. The lion's broken, baritone speech echoes in her mind, and Nyx turns back to touch her muzzle to his flank in reassurance, gently nudging him forwards. At last he follows, and the two continue their walk. The first thing she sees is a black mare, golden dragon atop her back and a chunk of wall clutched tight in the reptile's claws. The warrior woman's eyes widen in recognition, mind bouncing back to her first meeting when she arrived at the World's Edge all that time ago. "...Mirage?" Had that been her name? Queen Mirage, in Nyx's day. Where had she been all this time? The dark stallion is largely ignored, so focused is Nyx on her former ruler. |
@[Déodat]
Other characters have permission to use magic/violence against Nyx at any time.
