Buzzard Boy

*Basilysk* · 12-01-2015, 02:09 PM

Cry 'Havoc!' and let slip the dogs of war
Basilysk got the distinct impression that his blatant disregard to the mans worth had ruffled his feathers. That the Auburn beast still spoke in courteous tones, explaining his offer, provided Basilysk with amusement. The arrow marked Siren chuckled softly into the gloom of his cave, his response to Ankaios's words. him, he thought devious? ah, there was more truth then perhaps Kai even knew in those words. “Aye” was his agreement, through if it was in acceptance and acknowledgement to the mans description of him – or in agreement to the offer, he did not explain.

“Ankaios Aeris” he echoed, and the tinge of a smile on his lips seemed to say to the man that he would not forget. Through, to what purpose he would hold the name to memory was most certainly unclear. He dipped his head into the sweeping bow of a 'noble' man before he would speak again. “Basilysk Ancora. Please, feel free to call me all and any versions of a shortened 'Basilysk' he invited, his words hinting that this was in someway a joke. Or perhaps that was simply how he viewed every part of this greeting, situation, or world.

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