"Thanks," she replied, waving towards the columned porch as if to tell someone to come towards them. A gargantious, black creature half wolf, half man stepped out of the shadows ducking so as to not bump his head on the balcony. With two steps across thane dead grass courtyard he was standing in front of them. His deep voice spoke up from deep within his monsterous figure, "Yes, Madam?"
Rogue placed a soft hand on the monster's forearm, which was about eyelevel with her. " Please, Drake, show these two to a comfortable room in the eastern wing of the Ebony Tower," she turned and looked at Borel for Presea wasn't listening. She seemed to be in another of her trances," Dinner will be served in the great hall. Please join me. I'd really like to hear about how I can help you more."
She gave a sweet, brilliant white smile. She stalked off in her heavy, black boots and black cape flapping at the wind violently.
Drake held out his gigantic hand in welcoming and smiled a rather warm but grusome smile," Follow me."
Lore: The Hunger Within
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Mizuki
Presea only blinked at him where only girls would scream and shiver in terror. Borel had to urge Presea to take Drake's hand. Her hand was small and pale against his large and dark hand. Presea felt furr in the touch and she looked at their entertwined hands and said, "Soft."
OOC: I assume being half wolf would put furr all over his body... yes?
OOC: I assume being half wolf would put furr all over his body... yes?
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Corinth
OOC: Yea, I guess it would put fur all over his body. Well, maybe not all over, but in thick patches at least.
IC:
Drake took the girl's hand and tried not to hurt her. He lead her into the Ebony tower, not far from the front enterance. As Drake passed, demon serfs fell to the floor with heads bowed. He carried his head high with authority. Torches dimmly lite the dark, damp hallways and corridors. When they had reached the room in which their guests would stay Drake opened the door while still holding Presea's hand.
Thinking this room small from the outside would be an extreme underestimate. It had its own little sitting area next to a majestic fireplace which was already lite and waiting. A huge fourpostered, canopy bed with a white plump feathered comforter and black lace canopy and curtains stood at attention in the center of the room. The room was also furnished with an armiour and dressing table for the young lady. All standing furniture was dark cherry wood from a close by forest.
When inside the room Drake turned to Presea and lifted her chin gingerly to get the girl's attention," I hope you enjoy your stay. There's clothes in the closet that should fit if you would like to change for dinner and if you need anything just say my name and I'll be here."
He left quietly.
IC:
Drake took the girl's hand and tried not to hurt her. He lead her into the Ebony tower, not far from the front enterance. As Drake passed, demon serfs fell to the floor with heads bowed. He carried his head high with authority. Torches dimmly lite the dark, damp hallways and corridors. When they had reached the room in which their guests would stay Drake opened the door while still holding Presea's hand.
Thinking this room small from the outside would be an extreme underestimate. It had its own little sitting area next to a majestic fireplace which was already lite and waiting. A huge fourpostered, canopy bed with a white plump feathered comforter and black lace canopy and curtains stood at attention in the center of the room. The room was also furnished with an armiour and dressing table for the young lady. All standing furniture was dark cherry wood from a close by forest.
When inside the room Drake turned to Presea and lifted her chin gingerly to get the girl's attention," I hope you enjoy your stay. There's clothes in the closet that should fit if you would like to change for dinner and if you need anything just say my name and I'll be here."
He left quietly.
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Mizuki
OOC: I like him, he's like"omg big rar teeth" but "omg nice" FLUFF.
Borel nodded for Presea and smiled to himsef--if he could smile--applauding the beasts gentleman ways. Presea had looked like a princess being taken by a beast. She was so small and pale--deffinatly not frail though. One swing of her axe and anyone in the line of fire's head would be cut clean off and they would still be blinking.
Presea stood the the room not knowing what to do with herself, or so it seemed. If Borel let her, she would stand there all night.
"Go to the bed Presea." he told her and she did so. Once she sat among the fluffed bedsheets, Borel disengaged himself from her waist belt and stood on the bed next to her. he looked at her as she stared at the fireplace, the flames dancing in her eyes. Pity filled Borel's tiny bear frame. "We'll find a way to reverse this, I promise."
As on cue to his words, Presea cried silently. Borel's nub of a bear hand gently patting her hand.
Borel nodded for Presea and smiled to himsef--if he could smile--applauding the beasts gentleman ways. Presea had looked like a princess being taken by a beast. She was so small and pale--deffinatly not frail though. One swing of her axe and anyone in the line of fire's head would be cut clean off and they would still be blinking.
Presea stood the the room not knowing what to do with herself, or so it seemed. If Borel let her, she would stand there all night.
"Go to the bed Presea." he told her and she did so. Once she sat among the fluffed bedsheets, Borel disengaged himself from her waist belt and stood on the bed next to her. he looked at her as she stared at the fireplace, the flames dancing in her eyes. Pity filled Borel's tiny bear frame. "We'll find a way to reverse this, I promise."
As on cue to his words, Presea cried silently. Borel's nub of a bear hand gently patting her hand.