The longer I run

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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

04-06-2017, 06:37 PM

Isopia
barefoot on a summer's night

Hubris grins a toothy smile at the red, but is careful to hold the now burning stick upright so that the flame can continue to burn only the top portion. Isopia will need the fire to stay alight for a good deal of time to complete her quest and this detour was not in their original plan. Still, like Verzes, Hubris is glad to see the two giants trying to repair the damage between them.

"No, he didn't say anything. Other than that he needed to leave the Falls to keep a better eye on things." Her voice was uncharacteristically bitter, but only for a second. "But..." And now she turned a golden eye towards Volterra, as if about to reveal a secret, "...I don't think we're getting the full story. I mean, I know we usually don't but...this time it feels different. The Gods have never sent one of us away before, but you've just said Aithniel is now gone. And there was the day on the beach...The goddess joined Kisamoa. Er, Kaos. She had to know, didn't she?" The mare's quad-horned skull shook, as if hoping that enough shaking would fit these facts together in her mind.

"Kisamoa did lie to us, but we all lie." These last words came out harder, but softer, and Isopia's gaze fell away from Volterra. Though it wasn't clear if she was thinking of the lies he had told her, or the ones she had told him. "It seems like we are supposed to hate him, and yet...I think he may be right about some things. I think our hatred is...perhaps hasty."