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Post by Asema Uttamveer on Dec 6, 2005 19:50:26 GMT -5
“I do believe this is the Castle of Goldenmyst.”
With her eyes flickering about the stonewalls of said Castle, she appeared to smile faintly. Still, everything seemed so native, and she returned to face the thing.
She shifted her weight upon one leg, arms crossing behind her back as she stared at him. Did he have more questions? If so, she was sure she'd hear of it now. The way Asema held herself identified her readiness for question.
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Post by ellipse on Dec 6, 2005 20:00:29 GMT -5
"I see..." This meant nothing to it, having been away from mortal realms for far too long. Nevertheless, it shuffled slowly around the rock, moving toward her. "And what brrings you to this place, hm?"
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Post by Asema Uttamveer on Dec 6, 2005 20:04:48 GMT -5
Growing unsteady, the girl took a few small steps back, eyeing the beast once more, suspiciously. Her hands had fallen out of their cozy coat pockets. After a moment she found a happy medium of space between them.
“I come back for a friend. My duties were done elsewhere.”
That fire stirred within her and died. Was she feeling threatened now? The beast was rather particular, and larger than she was currently standing. Of course, threatened only little, she did not stray far from Kemaro, but her obvious guard stood up like a red flag.
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Post by ellipse on Dec 6, 2005 20:23:59 GMT -5
It stopped and stared at her, apparently amused. "You needn't be concerrned, Miss Asema. I am not given overr to unnecessarry violence."
Its mouth opened a bit wider, and a long, tapered spear of rock roughly 8 inches thick slid forward. One hand grasped onto this and yanked it out the rest of the way. "That is not to say I am incapable of it, howeverr." Its arm extended to the side, and pressed the blunt end of the weapon into its back, where it aligned with where its spine would be, and sunk into its body.
"Now then. Arre therre customs to be obserrved with the passing of that morrtal, orr is it acceptable to leave him wherre he is?"
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Post by Asema Uttamveer on Dec 7, 2005 12:20:33 GMT -5
“Uhm…” The woman glanced upon the dead body. What an odd question for someone to ask. A hand lifted to the back of her head and she rubbed there slowly. “I’m not sure, actually. Perhaps we should do away with his body.”
Kneeling beside the old wizard, Asema’s hand lay upon his forehead. She hummed a beautiful tune, a red aura puling out of her hand around his winkled body. Within a moment, the man burst into flames. The woman was on her feet, hands folded behind her back so she could watch.
Small red orbs of light were lifting from the mans body. She squinted, frowning unhappily. “Ah, this one is destined to a hellish afterlife.” Her eyes moved to the beast, and now she gazed at it oddly. What was his purpose, coming from such a displaced man?
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Post by ellipse on Dec 7, 2005 16:56:50 GMT -5
"Is that so."
Its gaze turned to the castle. "Well, it seems that forr the moment, I am stuck herre. I don't suppose you would be kind enough to show me arround?"
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Post by Asema Uttamveer on Dec 7, 2005 20:27:35 GMT -5
“Hm, I was on quite the venture myself. I suppose we can sightsee together, though.” A small smile formed.
And then she walked, knowing the beast would follow. She kept her mind on him.
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Post by ellipse on Dec 9, 2005 6:20:36 GMT -5
And follow it did, though at a pace much slower than hers. This aspect of mortals was a personal irritance; they were always buzzing about in an unholy rush, as if to squeeze every last drop of activity they could from their waking hours.
Nevertheless, tact prevailed, and it kept these thoughts to itself.
"Well, this will be a change of pace, if nothing else. I had forrgotten how... lush these rrealms can be."
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Post by Asema Uttamveer on Dec 10, 2005 19:59:43 GMT -5
"Have you? So you've been here, at some point?" She nodded, noting these things. "It can be beautiful at times."
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Post by ellipse on Dec 16, 2005 0:10:54 GMT -5
"It has been quite some time, but yes, I believe I have visited this place in times past. I rrecall being parrticularrly taken with the... I believe the worrd is 'trrees'. A pity that the fires can gobble them so."
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