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She seems agitated, flickering that deadly tail of hers around behind her. His gaze travels down to it, her unique and devastating weapon; it had hurt enough even sans venom, he cannot imagine the agony it could cause should it possess poison in its barbs. He fully expects her to say that this is what she desires - death in the spikes of her tail, flesh-rotting corrosion to bring down her opponents with a single innocent twitch of her hindquarters. From what he'd gathered of her during their fight and ensuing conversation, he'd thought he understood her motives, thought he knew that she would unquestionably seek a return of her old power. He is wrong. Instead, she mentions her people. People lost within the Rift, which Volterra pictures as something akin to purgatory - the space between worlds, the void. Hell. Could it be that he's misjudged her, and rather than seeking out the Gods to ask for a boon for herself, she instead simply wants them to rescue her people? "Are they trapped?" he asks, scrutinising her once again (under the guise of listening keenly for her answer, although it's largely so he has an excuse to drink in her features once more). But she trails off, sniffing the air like a snake and pointing out that they're near the sea. He nods, a small grin darting across his jaws, then breaks into a heavy canter himself in pursuit of her. He's forced to look down between strides, as he is not as sure-footed as her and doesn't trust himself not to break a fetlock by slipping on the stones. A fine end to a life filled with such potential that would be! "Look up there," he says as he draws as close as he can behind her (he's too slow to fully catch up with her). He looks up to the shrines perched upon the cliff; four of them, some more ruined than others and crumbling into the sea, others in a better state. "Those are the shrines of the Gods. If you go to them, you have more chance of successfully summoning one." She seems to be making a beeline for the sea, however, and he wonders if that is a greater priority in her mind than conversing with a God. HEROES ALWAYS GET REMEMBERED BUT YOU KNOW LEGENDS NEVER DIE |
[ 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 ]
