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When she seeks him out, he is only too happy to keep his word about showing her the Veins of the Gods. Perhaps his intentions are not entirely altruistic - she intrigues him, with her savage fighting style and her ability to push him to his very limit, with her hard scaled body and razor fangs, her sharp wit and accented voice. She is like no other woman he has ever seen, and whilst a lot of men would be revolted by her unique appearance, Volterra is quite the opposite. She is alluring, her beauty different to other mares but no less inferior for it. The leviathan leads her across Helovia, his summer coat gleaming like polished ebony in the fierce Tallsun heat, his dragons darting like living gemstones above him. He casts the occasional interested glance over to her, his eyes unbound by common decency as he greedily devours each sharp line of her armoured body. He is pleased that she decided to find him and take him up on his offer - perhaps she is as intrigued by him as he is by her. The dragons, proud creatures that they are, do not share their bonded's enthusiasm for Aquila. They have not forgotten her derision towards them, or her derogatory terms for them. No, she does not understand them, does not respect them as they must be respected, and Volterra can feel a sharp undertone of dislike radiating through their minds into his. Still, this is not unusual. Both red and gold have exacting standards, and it's rarer for them to like someone than it is for them to not like someone. The goliath pays them no heed. It is not long before he can see the blue veins in the distance, like livid trails of ice. "Yes, we are close," comes his earthquake of a voice as he slows for a moment to drink in his surroundings. His eyes, which had left her in order to observe the land around him, return to meet her own. "If the Gods attend, have you an idea what you will ask for?" Curiosity bubbles, hardly hidden, beneath the surface. When she thinks of power, what does she see? HEROES ALWAYS GET REMEMBERED BUT YOU KNOW LEGENDS NEVER DIE |
I LIEK OTHER IDEAS ;D @Aquila
[ 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 ]
