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Ashmedai

Somnium

Master Fighter (240)

Intermediate Intellectual (35)

An icon representing the specialty Weaponsmaster Weaponsmaster

age
Ghost
gender
Male
gems
170
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
498
player
Iko

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Trick 2019
09-19-2017, 03:51 PM


Ashmedai smiled at the woman's little 'touche,' good, so she could take it like she dealt it. That was admirable, unlike some of the god wannabes on the island- Pyralis excluded, of course, since she was cool as fuck to be around.

The woman's stubby tail wagged behind her and for a split moment, the only thought in Ash's mind was, "Adorable." He didn't dare speak it, though.

So her name was Kanja? Ash's mind flashed to the steely woman named Katja. They... probably weren't related... right? They bore some resemblance, but not enough to be conclusive and there were some obvious differences anyway. What a shame. If she was related to Katja, the two could have been distant cousins.

Oh well, couldn't be related to all the cool kids.

After Ash had proposed his plan, the girl simply said she had to mind her own business and looked as if she was about to leave.

"Hold up now. If I ask for help, it becomes your business too. Besides it's- uhhh- for a good cause." Ashmedai held onto a goofy grin.

"It's for a friend of mine. A real damsel in distress type girl- well more or less, but don't tell her it to her face. Anyway, she could use some cheering up and you wouldn't wanna leave a charming little- like tiny, TINY- girl all sad and alone, would ya?"

Okay, maybe Sparrow wasn't the best hook. He was speaking to a woman anyway.

"Or, hear me out, if you're not into that, then I'm SURE you- uh-" shit he didn't have a good male alternative. What did women like again?

"Don't want to leave a fashion-forward male like myself here getting all dirty and possibly horribly injured as I throw myself at this tree over and over again...?"

He tried to sound dramatic. He was rambling.

Ash paused to slink a little closer to the woman, his maw curved into a stupid grin, "Pleeeease?"




Ash wears a tourist shirt and a spiked leather harness from time to time. Sometimes together, sometimes not. Just so you know what you're getting yourself into.