The Cavern of Secrets holds much more than you can imagine. Once a forbidden place, the ban on entrance has been released...yet, is it a good idea to enter?
Once a great battle had been fought in this cavern, against a dark beast that had once - and still might - dwell here. No one knows where he disappeared to, but there are rumours...
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Posted on July 4, 2013 at 07:20:45 AM by Aerten
The girl had scented him long before she saw him; her hackles had raised, anticipating a fight. However, the stranger carried a familiar scent. Too familiar. She sighed, her ruffled fur slowly settling once more. It'd be in her best interests and health to not start a fight with a fellow pack mate. The consequences of such actions would not be pretty at all. Still, she remained calm and unmoved as the scent got closer and closer. "It seems as if you come from the same group as I; you also smell of Abendrot. May I ask what drove you to come here, the Cavern of Secrets?" She raised a single eyebrow marking, watching him with the same stoic mask she always did; not even Kershov himself had been able to break it. Her reply was not fast; first she watched him with eyes dead of emotion, silent judgements being made, visual and audio cues being noted. He was insane, or very very good at his little façade. Unfortunately for himself, insanity didn't faze her for even a second. "A little of this, a little of that; It's 'nice' to enjoy the darkness every now and then." The sweet lyrics flowed easily, daring him to underestimate her. It'd be fun to see if she could drive him even deeper into the grasps of whatever clearly had taken hold of his mind; lunacy still being her first guess. Aerten wasn't exactly crazy. She didn't view herself to be anyway. Harsh, perhaps. Cold, perhaps. Sadistic? Most likely. But she still clung to what threads of her sanity remained. It more often than not, was needed to actually be a good soldier, plan realistically and make reliable decisions. Not that she doubted this brute's capabilities as a warrior however. It was more of what worked for her. At the same time, however, Aerten still had quite the taste for blood. It wasn't something she could describe; something about the metallic scent and the red liquid itself soothed and calmed her nerves, creating rare moments of peace in her hectic mind. The same applied for all forms of torture and death. She just found it all...soothing. Yes, that was the word. Soothing. The russet femme fatale did not fear death in the slightest. It came for everyone eventually. Why even bother to care for the inevitable? Tuning back into what was happening she now threw her own question into the air, to hopefully register in this brute's mind. "But I could ask the same of you; Any particular reason for your being here?" The femme was stone still, giving n indication the words had even flowed off her lips. She enjoyed her little games, so very, very much. |
Replies:
- Have mercy on insanity - By Burning Chaos July 9, 2013 at 02:33:06 AM
Run, If You Intend To Survive - By Aerten July 9, 2013 at 08:31:07 AM
Re(1): Run, If You Intend To Survive - By Burning Chaos July 10, 2013 at 02:24:45 AM
Run, If You Intend To Survive - By Aerten July 10, 2013 at 10:48:42 PM
Have mercy on insanity - By Burning Chaos July 11, 2013 at 00:09:34 AM
Run, If You Intend To Survive - By Aerten July 17, 2013 at 08:26:54 AM
Have mercy on insanity - By Burning Chaos August 1, 2013 at 03:17:56 AM
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