Abyssal Majesty
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- Posted: Wed, 12 Jun 2013 10:21:44 +0000
As Rell walked away, the door that was just behind Rousimar whined shut before vanishing completely. The whole scene of the man testing to see what his blood made Asherah slightly curious, but it wasn't something she'd bat an eyelash out. A stern though warm smile stretched her lips as she looked at the man.
"I believe standing will suit us just fine... Now as to not start of on the wrong foot here, I'll mention that whatever the circumstance of this talk, as long as Rell will have you, you are welcome here on my island."
Taking in a decent breath though her nose, Ashe crossed her arms before breathing out coolly. It was what she had suspected.
"Just so we don't beat around the bush here, why is someone of your age looking to take my daughter's hand? You wreak of time and I don't want anyone with more 'experience' to be jerking my Rell around. No doubt she's already told you of her unique existence seeing as she's willing to hold your hand, let alone share anything else with you, I imagine.
Secondly, You make my stomach hurt. What's your prerogative."
All the while Asherah was speak at him, she maintained that same sweet though businesslike smile. Certainly it might have been a little unnerving for the Wendigo.
"I believe standing will suit us just fine... Now as to not start of on the wrong foot here, I'll mention that whatever the circumstance of this talk, as long as Rell will have you, you are welcome here on my island."
Taking in a decent breath though her nose, Ashe crossed her arms before breathing out coolly. It was what she had suspected.
"Just so we don't beat around the bush here, why is someone of your age looking to take my daughter's hand? You wreak of time and I don't want anyone with more 'experience' to be jerking my Rell around. No doubt she's already told you of her unique existence seeing as she's willing to hold your hand, let alone share anything else with you, I imagine.
Secondly, You make my stomach hurt. What's your prerogative."
All the while Asherah was speak at him, she maintained that same sweet though businesslike smile. Certainly it might have been a little unnerving for the Wendigo.
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