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"...A creature of my nature?" That head tilted to the side, a slightly confused look in his eyes. He was a wolf demon, that was true, but still.. "..What is that supposed to mean?" Loki watched Eramthgin critically for a few moments before he shrugged. "Why keep it secret? Are you a hideous looking land kracken of some sort?" Those lips had quirked up in a playful smile, "I imagine your bigger or at least heavier than the way you appear now....If you want to keep it a secret though, you can still tell me, and I promise not to tell anyone else."
Those ears twitched, and swiveled almost. Loki's head turned sharply in that direction. Eyes narrowed for a moment. He could have sworn he had heard something. Faint, some distance away. A light mumble as he turned his attention back to Eram. "....mouse, maybe." |
"Oh, you seem like the curious type." He said vaguely, before rolling his eyes. "And I really doubt krackens can manage anything even near a decent humanoid disguise." Maybe he should give a hint? "I suppose I could give you a clue...I'm not the only one of my kind here staying around the inn, but I'm the only one that's staying down here in the dungeons. That's pretty much all I'm telling." He grinned slightly. |
Kel'irana was moving silently, her footsteps inaudible, her movements barely disturbing the darkness. As soon as she was in range to be able to make out words of the conversation, she recognised one of the speakers. Since she already met him before... Though the second voice was almost infamiliar with her, yet presence was somewhat familiar. '[I]A demon...'[I] she thought grimly, demons were one of the worst kind if you were to make a wrong step. Also she remembered all too well one demon tried to eat her alive a few years ago.
She thought perhaps that gentleman he met in the inn might be reliable and less aggressive. Although you could trust to no one easily in a dungeon, and definitely not to someone who's having an idle chat with a demon. She walked slowly out of the alley she was walking in, turning corner to face the two men. She was still standing under dimlight, but runes on the schimatar was glowing now. she hold her blades in elegant grace, keeping the kilij behind her she held schimatar in front of her in a relaxed but somewhat alerted position. Anyone familiar with elven race could made out that stance; lady was a blade dancer. One of the dangerous kind of fighter trained by elves. "It is a surprise to find one alive down, and intelligent enough to communicate through verbal means." her voice floated around them in a silky tune, it had a whisper quality yet was clear enough to one hear without any trouble. "Or was this a private conversation, gentlemen?" [[I'll be away for the weekend guys, remember though. If someone bites Kel'irana's flesh they'll feel an intolarable burning feel in their mouth. That's the spell she casted over herself from earlier ^^ and she's not the best fighter in the world, though she's skilled. ok, all said, I2m gone 8D]] |
Eramthgin visibly wilted at the sight of the elf. The stance seemed familiar, but he paid little attention to it. The blades weren't sharp enough to harm him too badly once he discarded his disguise, anyway, unless the elf cast an enhancement charm on them. He was more disappointed that he knew the newcomer. The female humanoid was pretty nice, wasn't hostile, and didn't look as though she was down here for the treasure, which was the triggering reason for a fight for him, so he had no reason to start one anymore. He sighed softly. He supposed there would always be more chances in the future. ((I'll be away for a while too. Not sure for how long, maybe a few days or a week.)) |
Had there been any wind in the dungeons Loki would have known what approached before it had come into view. The air was still, as it usually was deep beneath the ground. The wolf demon was silent when the female approached and spoke, turning to look her, those crimson eyes narrowed a bit as he eyed her critically. Now that she was so much closer to them her scent wrapped around him every time he inhaled. Every time he took her scent in it only served to remind him of how much strength and magic he was still lacking...and of the wound on his neck...the one he had allowed Surya to inflict upon him. A wound that still had not healed.
Loki inhaled deeply. An elf heart would remedy all those things...But Loki did not eye her hungrily he was in control of himself. He wasn't so weak as to be craving such a thing or to be lost and insane from such a craving...Last night..if she had been this close he might have lost himself in such a lust. Those ears twitched slightly and his tail wagged slowly behind him. "..ah...Hello..?" Loki seemed a little uncertain. The Elf woman stank of magic. As if she had surrounded herself with wards or enchantments. |
Kel'irana tilted her head slightly in slow motion. She could sense their unnatural dark auras, yet they didn't seem hostile. At least not as hostile as the ones she encountered in the latter parts of the dungeon.
"That I do agree." With a swift move, lady sheated her blades behind her waist. Her eyes looked still wary, while her stance appeared to be a relaxed one. She bowed her head slightly as in greeting to both gentlemen, or whatever you call them... "A disguise is it? I don't see the wrong in having one though, as long as one does not bring harm to others, indisguise or not should not matter." she glanced to her sideway, hearing a silent movement in the dark behind her, deciding the danger was several halls behind her she directed her attention to her company. "I believe we have not met yet, or properly introduced better said. I shall be called Kel'irana," she said with a nod. " ...if I may, assuming you are far more familiar with this level of earth, I would like to ask a few questions to you." Hearing same movement, her eyes darted again to her side. She closed her eyes briefly for a few moments, whatever was lurking in the darkness was getting closer for sure. Lady unsheated her blades, dropping them low in a loose hold. She turned to face the foe, giving her back to both men. "I would like to believe I can trust you with my back. That discussion might need to be picked again at a later hour." her voice low like a whisper, with velvet touch of a tongue accustomed to use of magic way too much than ordinary elven folk. [sorry guys, I kinda forgot it was my turn to post ^^; I though it was getting way too anticlimatic lately around here ^^ ] |
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