03-25-2017, 11:35 AM
POTION & ECCO
They flank him, always at his sides, perfection of their family values made tangible. It began with retrieving their powers, they needed them back to bring Kirin down into the remake of this new world. To construct a solid base on which their family was to stand, Kirin had done it first in the Cove but now they made good on returning the favor. Potion’s task, the very purpose of her birth, was to keep them young and beautiful. Kirin would not come down without the lines from his fair face removed, the ache in his aging bones relieved.
She had done it though, harnessed her birthright once more and led them down the magic slopes of the Mountain that split the sky.
The next step was building their ranks, gathering those that could be made loyal and keeping them tucked into their small, secluded part of the forest. Some had to be groomed, most did not need but a gentle nudge in the right direction. Kirin had a way with coercion and Potion was proving herself almost equally adept at such tasks.
That's when Kirin had instructed her to take the triplets from Kirke. She needed consequences, they needed their bloodlines, and the silvery grey woman had performed without question- such was their way.
Standing at his side's now, two identical silver statues, with silky lavender hair they brought a quiet beauty to his bold flair. Where his silver eyes burned and flashed, their lavender orbs pierced with a calm, ethereal presence. The residents filter out, they expected no less and Ecco smiles, her talents biting at the very bit of her grasp. Potion is still, poised when they present themselves. Her pale eyes nonchalantly take in the surrounding from her current vantage point.
“I believe our intent is quite clear,” she calmly divulged, finding the face of the ginger haired male, as of to answer him directly. There was no malice there, there never had been, Potion performed with a simple certainty.
She had been raised to do so.
She had done it though, harnessed her birthright once more and led them down the magic slopes of the Mountain that split the sky.
The next step was building their ranks, gathering those that could be made loyal and keeping them tucked into their small, secluded part of the forest. Some had to be groomed, most did not need but a gentle nudge in the right direction. Kirin had a way with coercion and Potion was proving herself almost equally adept at such tasks.
That's when Kirin had instructed her to take the triplets from Kirke. She needed consequences, they needed their bloodlines, and the silvery grey woman had performed without question- such was their way.
Standing at his side's now, two identical silver statues, with silky lavender hair they brought a quiet beauty to his bold flair. Where his silver eyes burned and flashed, their lavender orbs pierced with a calm, ethereal presence. The residents filter out, they expected no less and Ecco smiles, her talents biting at the very bit of her grasp. Potion is still, poised when they present themselves. Her pale eyes nonchalantly take in the surrounding from her current vantage point.
“I believe our intent is quite clear,” she calmly divulged, finding the face of the ginger haired male, as of to answer him directly. There was no malice there, there never had been, Potion performed with a simple certainty.
She had been raised to do so.
dont you open up that window, dont you let out that antidote
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