The Imbecile Is He

[PRIVATE] The Imbecile Is He

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06-17-2015, 03:03 PM

The friendly gaze the brute was met with actually did something to better his mood, slightly. There was only a tiny amount of loveliness he could gain from a simple smile. But her velveteens gave a pretty and soft sense of comfort to the frustrated dappled, and that was something he strangely welcomed. Karalius was not accustomed to open arms. He was scarily unattached emotionally. This dame was giving him the opportunity to open his emotional bank to her, and this was something he responded to in a physical fashion by lightly stepping through the grains of sand with his daggers towards her.

The pretty thing spoke her name, Rexanna. It was sweet for such a short thing. Well, shot to him.

I hail from the Basin, but I too am quite new.

"Rexanna it is a pleasure to meet such a pretty thing as yourself here," he smiled with his velveteens and pierced her pelt with his orbs. "I have heard of the Hidden Falls and the World's Edge but not the Basin. What is it like in that region?" He dipped his cranium in a curious gesture to Rexanna, watching the sun give a faint glow on her splashed ivory pelt.

And then came another question, that was tingled with a tone of shameless curiosity to his being here. He flickered a smirk of amusement, wondering what it was that made her question his reasoning for being at the end of the world.

"Alone is my occupation, Rexanna. But I simply came here to explore my new world, being an alien," he then turned his tone into a questioning one, lightening even though his mood was stil prickling, "But may I ask why you find yourself here talking to me?"