deeds dark and hollows deep; [healing]

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[OPEN] deeds dark and hollows deep; [healing]

Illynx the GildedBlade Posts: 413

Hidden Account atk: 7.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 3

Mare :: Unicorn :: 16hh :: 13 HP: 67.5 | Buff: ENDURE

Kyst :: Common Griffon :: Zapping Jab Bunnie

02-18-2014, 12:36 PM

& not to pull your halo down
around your neck and tug you to the ground, but...

As all suspected, the beast is confronted within moments of arrival.

She has no hackles, but her flesh bristles, her chest proudly presses itself outward, and the vast wings rising from her spine rise and broaden outwards in a threat as her head snakes lower, lower down to his level.

What has come to challenge her is so small, and it reeks of life.

She eyes his painted frame with bloody eyes, putrid blackness swirling about the stillness of her body as she braces for the challenge that is sure to rise. The moment sound is made they will fall upon her like wolves, just as those above would do to them. It is the cycle of things, a snake eating its own tail.

The whining knows his name, is equally as horrified that this is the one that will come to challenge her black prison, and the wraith smiles, a fine line of drool slipping from the corner of her mouth as she wetly rattles her breath.

He wants her to yield, his magical armor clinking into place.

The beast is as offended as the being within her would have been.

A barking sound of outrage escapes the monster’s lips as it moves to lunge at the winged fool before her, ignoring his call for peace as one would expect something so mindlessly hungry to do. But even as she spreads her wings perpendicular to body and takes her first savage step forward, the earth is moving beneath her, trembling and rupturing.

She screams, an echoing sound that bounces of the stone and down around them, but even her cacophony and her panic to remove herself from the falling earth will not save her from the chains that rise to grasp at her ankles, biting into her putrid flesh and holding her in place.

Her massive black wings beat against the air, horned head thrashing with such savagery that its red tinted tip slams upon the stone floor before her and nearly cracks, and though her body almost rises from the ground in her exertion, the spell is cast.

The creature is bound, no matter how bloody she makes her wings or body beating it upon the earth.

I'm more than a little curious how
you are planning to go about making your amends to the dead
with your halo slipping down, your halo slipping, your halo slipping down
slipping down to choke you now.

image by candy<3

Magic/assault allowed to be used on Illynx at any time, in so far as it does not kill or seriously maim her without my permission.

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