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YOU'RE THE CLOSEST THING TO HELL I'VE SEEN SO FAR The beast is well used to these events know; he is practically a veteran. He is slightly more wary of them now, after what happened last time - he still can't shake the reek of undead dragon spittle from his skin - but that won't stop him from attending them. He wears the necklace from his last encounter proudly around his neck, knowing that his new armour can expand from it with a single twist of his mind to cover his body with diamond-hard dragon hide. Thus, when he sees a crowd of horses heading towards the Rotunda, he is quick to follow, with the usual excitement bubbling in his chest. He recognises several of the faces gathered around the serval as he prowls closer and draws to a halt. There's Rikyn, asking for strength - good thinking - and Albrecht, probably asking for freedom from thorns in his dick. There's some stupid fucker who wants to rid Helovia of evil, and he receives a look of contempt from the young stallion. The question is a difficult one, and the black leviathan finds himself pondering for quite a while about his answer. Of course, the leviathan is a fairly simple man, and he wants what every man wants; power. Strength. Fame. A plethora of virgins offering themselves for his pleasure. None of this, however, he feels inclined to share with the strange tree-entwined cat, as his innermost thoughts and plans are for him and him alone. In addition, he has managed to gain many of these things through his own deeds, without any help from the Gods, so to say he would beg on bended knee for the Gods to give him strength, power and the rest is not strictly true. He does not need holy help; it would just be a pleasant bonus, a helpful nudge down his path to glory. There's something else he wants, though. Her face appears to him as if in a dream, and he quickly and guiltily smothers the image. Is Isopia what he wants more than anything? No - his ambitions have that title - but she is definitely up there on the top shelf of things he desires. This is also not something he wishes to share with the group. "Why, I think that would be between me and the God in question," he simply says with a grin. |
Vol would just love a chinwag with Earthy about anything and everything.
[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]
