A Toast to Victory.
09-29-2013, 06:06 PM
OOC: Sorry its such a bad post - wanted to just throw something out there. The woman was downstairs. She was within one of the human cells that she thought they slept in. She observed the room with interest. A pad of soft material was on an odd shelf formation. There was a few more off things all around the room, that were obviously man made as well. The mahogany daemon just sat before words filled her ears. She tilted her head, Raven? A sick smirk spread across her marred lips as she got up. The woman limped up the man made steps and rose to the top deck where her main den was. It was covered in various items like skulls and skins. But, she walked through it and exited. The woman was met by the ebony woman whom called for her. "Mmm, yes I am. Why does the Raven perch upon my threshold? Has she heard of the victory?" Speech, |