𓆰݁ 𝓼𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎.

@thegreatbelow- 
            
            || consumes u

* /     very  sleepy  rn ,  but  i  hope  this  is  okay !  <3

❪  ID :  @wyrmite  ❫
            as  melantha  gracefully  dismounted ,  her  eyes  returned  to  the  wounded  creature  before  her ,  her  claw  returning  to  the  dark  liquid  before  slithering  down  her  wrist .   cautious ,  she  approached  with  the  fluid  grace  of  a  prowling  panther ,  her  mind  a  web  of  curiosity  and  vigilance ,  ready  to  unravel  the  mysteries  hidden  within  the  smoldering  aftermath . 
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❪  ID :  @wyrmite  ❫
            her  curiosity  aroused ,  melantha  moved  with  cautious  grace ,  weaving  through  the  shadows  cast  by  the  blazing  foliage . 
                    as  she  drew  nearer ,  the  acrid  scent  of  smoke  mingled  with  the  metallic  tang  of  blood ,  assaulting  her  senses  with  its  raw  intensity .   a  small  stream  cut  through  the  thicket  like  a  serpent  of  silver .   and  amidst  the  charred  aftermath ,  the  stench  of  seared  flesh  reached  her ,  unsettling  yet  intriguing .   she  eyed  the  beast  of  monstrous  proportions  that  lay  near  the  water's  edge . 
                    blood  stained  the  ground  in  dark  rivulets ,  wounds  oozing  crimson  onto  the  ashen  ground .   in  the  dimming  light ,  the  figure  attempting  to  rise  from  the  smouldering  carnage  caught  her  attention .
                    limbs  charred  and  broken ,  the  stranger's  form  was  a  testament  to  the  savagery  of  the  encounter .   yet ,  despite  the  carnage  that  surrounded  them ,  there  was  a  stubborn  resilience  in  the  way  they  struggled  to  rise .   and ,  without  hesitation ,  she  moved ,  her  movements  fluid  yet  calculated  as  she  closed  the  distance . 
                    the  deity  straddled  the  injured  stranger  from  behind ,  an  ethereal  dance  of  shadows  cast  by  the  dwindling  daylight .   her  right  hand  dripped  with  a  dark  liquid ,  an  otherworldly  substance  that  coalesced  into  a  claw  of  obsidian  malevolence .   it  gleamed  in  the  fading  light .   without  hesitation ,  she  slashed  the  stranger's  throat ,  a  swift  and  calculated  execution  that  left  the  body  crumpled  on  the  ground .
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@soIivagants 
            
                    passing   through  …  to   get   to   where?   won’t   be   nothing   but   ruins   for   miles—   so   your   intentions   are,   exactly?
            
            || PLS CRUCIFY ME FOR HOW LONG THIS TOOK— my bad >.<

@wyrmite 
               i  checked  twice,  and  then  another  time  just  for  good  measure.  it's  perfectly  safe,  vem.  please ..  let  me  treat  you  to  a  night  of  relaxation.  you  deserve  it.  

@jadists 
            
                    are   you   sure   it’s   safe?   not   that   i   don’t   think   it’s   a   lovely   idea—   but   there   are   still   reasons   to   be   weary.

@wyrmite 
               what  do  you  mean?  our  components  may  be  different,  but  you're  just  as  much  of  a  gem  as  i  am.      [   he took vem's hands in his own.   ]
            
            /  AWWW

@jadists 
            
                   must   you   always   with   the   flattery?   i’m   hardly   the   ‘gem’   of   this   relationship,   *kobito. 
            
            || *sweetheart  :3

"Suspicious? Says the stranger following me around at night? That's rather ritch —" Though, he didn't want to push his luck. He had a sinking feeling but couldn't quite put his finger as to why. His curse never reacted like this wither. Like cold ice was pressed to the back of his neck where the symbol originated from. Was it a magic user? Maybe someone who could undo this spell placed on him? Or was it trouble? One that would most likely end in the town's ruin should it really escalate. "Look, I mean no trouble. I barely got coin as well. So, let's just talk this through, alright?" 

@scaleshift 
            
                  is   that   all?    [    it was less than a question and more of a statement. unamused, auburn eyes raked the other up and down before rolling. had vem cared more, he might have given more of a reaction to being accused of ‘following’ someone, then again, that was exactly what was happening.    ]    don’t   get   me   wrong,   it   was   definitely   a…   performance—   but,   there’s   just   something,   well,   suspicious   about   you.