You Made Me A Believer

Pyralis worked her way up the fjord's as she headed west. Despite her new power and her new position it was still difficult for her to stay in one place for too long. Thick deciduous forest coated the side of the fjord and it's steep walls caught her attention. She'd entered from the bifrost and so she was at the base of it but as she walked the way was becoming narrower and narrower. She'd have to climb. "Ok, this is totally doable…" Where was her stupid hawk? Alkali should've been spotting for her but some shiny thing had caught the hawks attention and who knew where the bird was now.

Pyralis started making her way up the fjord walls, maneuvering her large frame carefully from faint path to faint path. In some places there was no sign of where she should move and so she had to blaze a trail. At one point she started to slide backwards but managed to catch herself. "Oh yea, this is smart, this is definitely smart. There has got to be an easier way…. what am I saying there is an easier way it's just longer. But oh no you just had to go up!"

I used to rule the world.
Seas would rise when I gave the word.

He glided into a narrow channel hemmed in by mountain walls, forested down to the water's edge, where there was no distant view, and the Luciferian King attention was concentrated on the objects close to him--the crowded spires of the spruces and hemlocks rising higher and higher on the steep green slopes; stripes of paler green where winter avalanches have cleared away the trees, allowing grasses and willows to spring up; zigzags of cascades appearing and disappearing among the bushes and trees; short, steep glens with brawling streams hidden beneath alder and dogwood, seen only where they emerge on the brown algae of the shore. It was a sight the incubus has not laid eyes on in a long time. He was a philosophical beast, a legend, a myth upon his own kid of a God long forgotten by time, humanized by his desire to dominate, a craving effort to be known at the top of the food chain. Aggressive in the subtle ways of an observant monster, he was quiet and watchful as mile-long legs carried him further upon this unfamiliar land, ever waiting for the opportunity to strike, a snake coiled at the ready, ever prepared to exert his strength upon the petty fools who get in his way. Perfume invaded the nostrilsof the hellion, ears erect on top of his cranium as his muscle tensed, there was someone else here. Calculated steps were made in the direction of the dulcet aroma that hang in the air, a few sniffs here and there to make sure he was on the right path towards the strange woman but before the Luciferian King had her in his silver sight his auditory system caught the feminine voice. Was there another with her? He scented the air once again, tasted it on his plush tongue but nothing, it was impossible to have another lupine in her vecinity without him noticing. It was then that grey optics caught the feminine frame of the canine and noticed she was performing a monologue. You do that often? he questioned in deep baritones, each syllable coated in heavy egyptian accents as he descended towards her.




" words of a god"
"words of ramses"

I used to roll the dice.
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes.

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ooc: Sorry for the wait!

You Made Me A Believer

Pyralis turned her focus back to her breathing as she finished mentally berating herself. The cool air turned her breath to tendrils of mist and she paused for a moment, watching her own breath fade into the air. Coiling her legs beneath her she leapt up to a foot hold farther up that stretched to a more even ledge. Resting for a moment Pyralis turned to gaze across the horizon to the vast stretch of ocean.

She was caught up in the view, the rush of the height and the long fingers of vertigo that clutched at her from somewhere in the deep. Lost as she was she was unaware of the the man's presence until he spoke. Gracefully turning her head to look down at the man her golden gaze took in a large and elegant male. Her lips parted in a sultry grin. "What would that be? Scaling the nearest precipice? Taking in the sounds of my own melodious voice? I think it would be a shame not to grace the earth with it." Pyralis chuckled. Her languid body melted into a sphynx-like crouch as she peered over the ledge, her wrists crossing as she gazed at him. "What brings you here, stranger? You seem like you're looking for something."

I used to rule the world.
Seas would rise when I gave the word.

Polished and pristine, the woman carried herself with a sense of superiority. She was strength and aggression. Where her voice cannot sway the masses she will put her strength into her desires, she was sure. The slightest tint of arrogance was detected in her tone but alas, the woman knew what she brought to the table. Unique coloration. The woman pigmentation started like an abyss, from the base of the slender bodice towards her legs she was a dark hole, pulling the gaze of the travelers one by one. "Would be a shame not to, my fair lady." deep baritones offered a gesture of mockery towards the end of his sentence meant for her pigmentation that so well engulfed her body like a fine tapestry. The Luciferian King silver gaze fell upon the woman again, taking the subtle movements and the rolls of her tongue as every word leaves her mouth, finding their way towards his auditory system. "Perhaps I am searching for the meaning of like. And you?" He rose an eyebrow to accentuate his question before the incubus joined her, closing the distance between them as his feline-like body met the ground underneth. His wrist crossing one another in an elegant fashion as they passed the ledge, gazing in the distance and taking in the world surrounding them.




" words of a god"
"words of ramses"

I used to roll the dice.
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes.

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ooc: I'm sorry for the wait as well. I have the worst time posting when I'm ill and these past weeks have just been crazy!

You Made Me A Believer

Pyralis watched the stranger with interest, noting the groomed pelt and the elegance with which the man moved. This was no mere pauper or rogue highwayman. Curiosity glimmered in her golden eyes. He spoke with a voice like deep, rich honey and she soaked in his praise and the regal way he spoke. A lady always appreciated being admired by a gentleman. Pyralis patiently let his gaze wander over her body, carrying herself like a sculpture carved of fine marble.

perhaps i am searching for the meaning of like. and you?

He leapt up to join her and she grinned, the light just catching her ivory fangs. "Meaning of life? You contemplate most lofty questions. Are you finding some answers? I am simply looking for a new… perspective and a chance to escape from the burden of authority." An eagle cried out and called her sight to it as she watched the magnificent bird circle. "I am Pyralis Abraxas. What may I call you o stranger emerging from the mists?"