Over the moon on a red rocketship
Ballad
10-04-2020, 03:53 PM
Ballad thanked Tor again for the glorious night she’d been led to. Though her purpose here was still uncertain her firey paws played in the sand as the night went on and on. She’d sipped from some memorable chalices and drank some booze as well. The host had shown her quite a time, and she wouldn’t be forgetting him anytime soon. Perhaps one day she’d seek him out again, for now there was much more amusement to be had.
She occupied the night, being a servant of the moon goddess. Though the beverage she enjoyed was tugging at her consciousness Ballad had most of her functionality. As well as a rather large urn, filled with the majority of its contents. The Ademre woman sipped slowly, she knew the dangers of the drink. She was here for a reason, and wanted to remember her experience.
At this point she’d found herself alone again, with many of the participants already passing out in the sand she wasn’t sure if anyone else would see her tonight. It would be pleasant to watch the sun rise at least. To greet Fenris in all of his early glory. She settled into her little nest and she faced eastward in preparation for the eventual morning to come. Stormy silver eyes fell on one form still standing, his colors still vibrant in the dull light of the fire and moon. He was close but she still had to raise her sweet voice.
”Are you looking for something?” Ballad asked him as she shifted slightly into a more sphynx like pose in the sand.
She occupied the night, being a servant of the moon goddess. Though the beverage she enjoyed was tugging at her consciousness Ballad had most of her functionality. As well as a rather large urn, filled with the majority of its contents. The Ademre woman sipped slowly, she knew the dangers of the drink. She was here for a reason, and wanted to remember her experience.
At this point she’d found herself alone again, with many of the participants already passing out in the sand she wasn’t sure if anyone else would see her tonight. It would be pleasant to watch the sun rise at least. To greet Fenris in all of his early glory. She settled into her little nest and she faced eastward in preparation for the eventual morning to come. Stormy silver eyes fell on one form still standing, his colors still vibrant in the dull light of the fire and moon. He was close but she still had to raise her sweet voice.
”Are you looking for something?” Ballad asked him as she shifted slightly into a more sphynx like pose in the sand.
