My Aching Feet!
09-08-2018, 01:08 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-08-2018, 01:12 PM by Pyralis.)
Pyralis knew she should return to her family. She knew she should do the motherly thing and make sure her son was alright but anger still burned in her belly over the canyon disaster. Here they'd been doing such good work in the Fallen god's name and what did he do? Destory an entire empire! Well to hell with him then! There was still no sign of Amon… no sign of Asharya. Had the Fallen god taken them to? Would he come for Ashiel next? She scowled, knowing well what would happen to her should she voice such blasphemous thoughts. She gazed up at the sky for a minute, half expecting Alkali to materialize but it seemed her companion was gone as well. Trotting down to the shimmering shore, she waited for night to fall as clouds continued to build in the late afternoon sky. The breeze was chilly and she moved to lay in a patch of beach grass. Spirits her feet ached! Well, much of her ached since the breaking of the eastern canyon wall and the flooding that washed her clear out into the Wraith's Woods western border. She couldn't bear the thought of going back so instead she headed for the waters of the Shimmering Shore. She wanted to gaze upon the spirit lights and see if they might offer her something. Pyralis yawned, ready to rest her bruised and aching body… ————— Thunder woke her, her golden eyes peered into the inky black of night. She'd only meant to sleep for an hour. Flinching she snarled at the pounding headache that was throbbing above her left eye. She could smell blood and knew the wound on her left hind leg had reopened. Unsurprising. Some how she was feeling even more sore and a hacking cough bubbled up from her mouth. Great… beautiful… Pyralis got to her feet, seeking the glowing lights. The glowing blue shiver of the water lured her to the edge of the beach. She cleared her throat to voice her thoughts to these spirits when she suddenly tripped over a log. Sputtering she got back to her feet. "Bloody, stupid, fucking… who put's a log right there? If you spirits think that was funny let me tel-" She started to cough again and as she turned to give the log a piece of her mind she suddenly heard a familiar cry. Or at least she thought she did. "Alkali?" Only the thunder answered. "Talk" "You" Think |
Please note that Pyralis is a ghost. It is up to you to decide what level your chars can see/hear her. She was killed by having her throat ripped apart. At times the wound may be visible and be actively bleeding.
Hear ye! Hear ye! Beware her Ladyship, her Excellence (etc. ad infinitum), Captain Pyralis Abraxas. Thread with at yer own risk! This cutthroat savage stands accused though not convicted of heinous crimes including murder, maiming, brawling, cursing, kidnapping and an unspeakable event involving a newt, two coyotes and a distressed potoo. Ye've been warned!
Hear ye! Hear ye! Beware her Ladyship, her Excellence (etc. ad infinitum), Captain Pyralis Abraxas. Thread with at yer own risk! This cutthroat savage stands accused though not convicted of heinous crimes including murder, maiming, brawling, cursing, kidnapping and an unspeakable event involving a newt, two coyotes and a distressed potoo. Ye've been warned!