02-12-2019, 02:43 PM
there is but one rule
hunt or be hunted
hunt or be hunted
Keeping them waiting would not have been suitable. They have played this game of what is asked, but it is not demanded for them that they should show their allegiance so willingly. It was something that needed to be earn, and Sinner was beginning to think of himself separately from the whole of Loess. But it has always been that way since Arthas came to Sylva, making their autumn land part of Loess. However, they are not kept long. A white and black stallion approaches them. The bay stallion eyes the other stallion carefully, but not obviously. He speaks with warm and friendly words, but Sinner is not always so swayed by words. Words were not as strong as action. His attention is focused elsewhere at this moment after Castile finishes speaking (not sure if the look he was given by the white and black stallion already gave him the wrong impression—not that he cared) while Mary takes the lead with her talent of diplomatic words. The dark beast cannot help but keep his thought at the forefront of his mind. There was something off about the white and black stallion. He isn’t quite sure yet. The familiarity is there, but he will not mention it. It was a mystery that needed to be unraveled. And quickly. Sinner smiles pleasantly when Mary introduces him as her partner. He does not glance away from the new dragon-king, but keeps his hooded gaze clearly on Castile. Mary is quick with her words, and the way she speaks is filled with a crafty flow. The hellhound has always appreciated the art she put in with her words. Perhaps even her craft had made him make her a queen without truly knowing it was her own doing. “So do tell us the story.” He says when Mary gives him the opening for him to speak. Sinner does not care for formality much as Mary might, but at the rate and progress the southern lands were going made it even more necessary to cute through the bullshit. They no longer be left into the dark. “What happened to Vulgaris? And how are you the king now?” He asks with a warm tone, but his eyes flicker with mischief, not hiding his amusement at this moment. |
Sinner
the king of sylva
@[Mary] @[Castile]
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Most likely always in his hellhound form