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Annihilation Will be Unavoidable



Syrinx

Loner

age
gender
Male
gems
280
size
Extra small
build
posts
188
player
04-19-2014, 08:42 AM

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A silver woman; silken and dancing beneath the moonlight. Arguably her coloration added for a much more glamorous effect under the pallor of the moon, and her already abstract eyes (that were hinted with mischief) seemed to glow. A smirk would rise to his lips. Pretty. And yet, when Syrinx found a thing to be pretty it was not for her physicality or for anything usually observable. She was small. A usual sign of ignorance, but there was fire in her eyes--god, she looked familiar. Who are you? the question danced across his mind as he stared a the woman with a path similar to his own. When she spoke he very decidedly happened to enjoy her. Not because he found it a pampering to his ego, but because she seemed to miss the chaos that used to be prominent here. They could have quite the interesting discussion, no? ??

The beast turned his massive skull in her direction and a sly smirk was observable on his broken face, his burned features, and he laughed, "It would seem so. I don't think I'm the only one here off their perch, however," no one who had all they were seeking after would seem do scorned. No one who ha what they needed would be so bold to say something. Was she looking for him to argue with her? Syrinx knew that Chrysanthe had fallen from the throne, and in his mind she had been the only truly string leader. Though, syrinx would award the reapings to isardis. The male had made himself a victor (for the most part) and he was ruling an empire where most feared or respected him. In some cases it was both. Syrinx, however, noted that Isardis had a weakness that was too easily targeted. His pride. He did not know defeat and if he lost things that he felt were his own it was his obsession with his supposed imperfection that would be his downfall. Syrinx admired the thought of stealing the white devil's kingdom. It would cause him a grief something terrible. He had been ruling for quite some time, no? ??
? Syrinx rolled his shoulders and sank back in his rear. The pleasant ?features that overtook him were odd and not entirely feasible for the paladin, but he had discovered something rare-- a mind that was a bit like his. Even more rare (to him) was the fact that he could look at someone who had usurped his own family and find himself adequately fond. She had done nothing he would not do. In terms of tearing apart a family to build his own kingdom, and perhaps seeking to make her an ally would be better than making her his enemy. Perhaps, she could be persuaded to leave the adravendi alone at the cost of domination. Perhaps trading her his ideas and seeking deeper into her mind would allow him an idea of what he could turn a future into, "and what would you change about this world? You so impressively find a lack of pleasure here. How would you make it pleasing to your eyes?" now it was he who were the more curious.


"Speech!".


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