04-13-2018, 08:09 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-13-2018, 08:28 PM by Modicum Mortem.)
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Modicum Mortem felt little emotion. In his psychotic mind, emotion was weakness...but today, he was excited. The tides of Beqanna were changing, and finally they were moving in his favor.
The initial gathering was small, but he knows it won't be long before the rest of the depraved souls come crawling out of hiding. Here, they would have a home. Here, they wouldn't have to hide who they truly were - they could fuck, feast, and kill as they pleased. And the clown had no intentions of letting the land grow stagnant anytime soon.
The buckskin mare had caught his attention. She seemed...crazy. In a way his flame hadn't been, in a way that could be useful. In a way Thana had been to Gryffen...perhaps, she would be a suitable Witch for him. He would just have to find out. He spots her even in the darkness of the kingdom of the damned. She is sexy, he'll give her that - smooth golden skin, a delicate physique. His lips curl into a grin, and he licks his lips as he takes in her scent.
Fuck he couldn't wait.
"Laughing lady..." His voice breaks the silence of the day. "Come, talk to your king." A demand, not a question. He needed to see if she was truly worthy of being within the ranks of Sylva.
@[Jackel] Hope this is okay <3
Modicum Mortem felt little emotion. In his psychotic mind, emotion was weakness...but today, he was excited. The tides of Beqanna were changing, and finally they were moving in his favor.
The initial gathering was small, but he knows it won't be long before the rest of the depraved souls come crawling out of hiding. Here, they would have a home. Here, they wouldn't have to hide who they truly were - they could fuck, feast, and kill as they pleased. And the clown had no intentions of letting the land grow stagnant anytime soon.
The buckskin mare had caught his attention. She seemed...crazy. In a way his flame hadn't been, in a way that could be useful. In a way Thana had been to Gryffen...perhaps, she would be a suitable Witch for him. He would just have to find out. He spots her even in the darkness of the kingdom of the damned. She is sexy, he'll give her that - smooth golden skin, a delicate physique. His lips curl into a grin, and he licks his lips as he takes in her scent.
Fuck he couldn't wait.
"Laughing lady..." His voice breaks the silence of the day. "Come, talk to your king." A demand, not a question. He needed to see if she was truly worthy of being within the ranks of Sylva.
Modicum Mortem
@[Jackel] Hope this is okay <3
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