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111 Cycles
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African Forest Elephant
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Griffin
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Feb 24 2016, 08:42 PM
(This post was last modified: Feb 24 2016, 08:43 PM by Gadanai.)
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Gadanai gave a dark smile to Nemesis, amused by the proposition that she inform the elder of any change of mind. Something Gadanai was certain she wouldn't experience. For now, there was no more need to put forth energy to battle. The spar was done and attention was very thoroughly drawn toward the young elephant. As Louie spoke, she gazed up toward him, pointedly pretending the skunk was not at all present.
"Gadana Ama, is the whole of it," she replied. Her bloodied lips smiled sweetly, although the fox would likely not see it. She used her eyes to accent the tone, trying to come off as friendly. "I am here seeking an alliance," she said, then added, I needed to see what this particular allegiance was made of, first." She did her very best to sound polite and kindhearted. Under it all, however, remained her hunger for vile things.
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"Speech"
Thoughts
OOC:
Tag: @Louie | @Nemesis
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252 POSTS
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Female
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119 Cycles
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White Trinoceros
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Shafaer
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The smell of burning flesh rolled around Nemesis but she seemed rather unphased, listening to the child answer Louie. She seemed strong, respectable, but also wild and untamed. It wasn't hard to draw comparisons to Baratheon-- but she was also young. Still pliable. And perhaps it would be even easier than before for Louie to drag this one down and make her a tool. Nemesis did it willingly, but she had seen what her technical-superiors were capable of. She had witnessed Magdalena kill a full grown horse with less than a bat of her eyelids.
There was a small concern for Hestia-- and that was her only hesitation. If she let this monster into Monoceros and she took the life of her daughter... Well, there would be no mercy. No death would be too slow. She would be prepared to stop it before it happened, of course, but... Nemesis inhaled and spoke a single sentence before leaving the rest up to Louie.
He technically was the leader of the Merrymen, still.
"She is strong, for an uncouth brat." It was no secret that they were a mismatched bunch, half of them barely striving to continue on as the cycles went by. They were a ragtag group to say the least-- but there was a power festering deep down inside of them. Although as individuals they all had a myriad of weaknesses, together, they were so far undefeated and surviving despite the odds.
@Gadanai @Louie
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