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04-21-2016, 01:47 PM
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Isopia Does your imagination try to make you what you wanted to be? Because I'm sorry I do what I did, but it came naturally There were whispers ... whispers that had caught the attention of the earthen giantess. Whispers of a cloaked being - even ascribing a gender to it seemed improper, though she had heard them refer to it as a he. He lingered faceless in her mind, but that was alright. Something about a duel between the nameless and the faceless forces in the Hidden Falls seemed quite appropriate. Because he had something that she wanted, or at least, this rough shop-keeper of trinkets did. She supposed it made sense that the stealer of the items kept himself hidden away and used another for transactions. In the offing was a vial of blood. One spilled from the Tiger God. A god that Volterra had helped defeat. Something about the thought of pouring that blood - that surely acidic and feral blood - over the statue that Volterra had made of her, and for her - the one which now sat as a pathetic marker over the grave of their But that it would help seemed certain. Isopia drew forward, offering herself in her raven form. The death-faced markings on her avian skull displayed her true identity, but if this was to be a game of shadows, better that she show she was at least capable of being a contender. "The blood." She began, her voice sterile and distant. "I would like to challenge you for it. A challenge of our minds. Do you accept?" Hubris slunk nervously on a tree branch. While he didn't quite like what he assumed was about to happen, he couldn't stand in the way of Isopia doing something constructive to try and reign-in her grief. |
Iso would like to challenge for the vial of tiger blood, via a stealth challenge please!
