Mystical Sparkles
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- Posted: Sat, 24 Jul 2010 22:33:16 +0000
Ikchen
Satyress, Follower of the dead god Pan
Aestas, Summer. What a fitting name for such a pretty nymph!
*smiles and relaxes her aching fingers*
Did you get a drink of nectar yet? The have a special batch here, spun from honey, morning dew, children's dreams and moonlight! It is delightful!
*grips the bow harder again and takes another shot*
my name's a secret
The Blind Satyr
Once more the satyr would draw another arrow now in a bit of a conversation between the nymph and female satyr.
"Its been so long ago and these days you would be lucky to run into another of your kind.. banished or not.. maybe this was the reason why many of us our lost now because we wandered from the god Pan to seek our own way.."
A shrug came to him as he slowly drew back the next arrow and readies himself.
"As to why I am here.. well I am something of a traveler so nothing really special about me or my reasons.. I just go where my hooves feel."
"Its been so long ago and these days you would be lucky to run into another of your kind.. banished or not.. maybe this was the reason why many of us our lost now because we wandered from the god Pan to seek our own way.."
A shrug came to him as he slowly drew back the next arrow and readies himself.
"As to why I am here.. well I am something of a traveler so nothing really special about me or my reasons.. I just go where my hooves feel."
Antiseptic and tired,
Aestas blushed. "It's not always Aestas, though. I change with the year, and so does my title. Though I vaguely remember people calling me the Maiden of the Seasons." She pondered for a moment then shrugged. "I could not bring myself to leave this forest," She said sadly. "For it is all I can remember clearly."
I can't remember your face.