Wolves With A Side of Herb Sauce [Alarik]

*Pyralis* · 07-12-2017, 05:50 AM

"That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me."

Pyralis continued to grin as she chirped, "That's me! I always aim to please and compliment." Her voice was ringed in a teasing air and for a moment she fell silent, just catching her breath. The place smelt strongly of various herbs and Pyralis made note to let her healer know of this place. Lydia would go nuts here. Pyralis lightly pawed at a stalk of rosemary debating if it was safe enough to put in her mouth so that she could actually bring it back.

Alarik flopped into some plush looking grass and yawned. Pyralis shifted over towards him and did the same. They were getting close. They could cut straight south through this garden and into the wolves but she agreed that she needed a rest after that encounter.

Alarik spoke again bringing up her family. She grinned and stared at him thoughtfully. "There are so many of us it's hard to pin down exact traits but I would say all of us are proud and ambitious. To be an Abraxas… an interesting question. You see we are descendents of the Fallen god, cast out of paradise many ages back and we seek to reclaim our place there. That is our mission." She let it lay there for now. Amon was the best one to define what an Abraxas was and she had such a tendency to deviate from the mold she wasn't sure it was her place to say.

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