I kinda get broken when it comes to emotion

Fir · 03-13-2022, 01:51 PM

Fir looked up as the sound of an unfamiliar voice reached her ears. Approaching was an older male, primarily red and black with two sets of horns. The yearlings first reaction to his appearance was that he honestly looked really cool, like some sort of charismatic villain or something. She was a bit jealous and could actually feel a tinge of self consciousness bubble up from within. "Er, Fennish..." the fae spoke quietly, still gawking at the male. "Swamp language, from like... way north."

Should she really be telling strangers that she was from some far away land? Probably not, but if Fir was in danger then she honestly couldn't think of a better way to go. Let the mysterious big bad evil guy take her on in 1v1 combat. It'd be a tale for the ages most certainly. Or maybe he'd manipulate her into a string of events where she felt like she was doing good deeds for the sake of the world and then later find out in a dramatic twist of events that she'd been tricked into being just as evil as he. She thought either or sounded pretty neat. "Yolwan wan, 'shap yolap och afireona fankane kaneoch lonal. Och' ochkane wan wan he wanap'nghavah 'shfan." she whispered to her flubbery friend.

”Speech” ’Thought’

Fennish Translation: Swamp lard, stay away if stranger does evil thing. It'll give mama a cool background story.

I’m going down singing unholy hymns.

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