Come, Estranged Victor
And triumph besieges you, fearsome one. (gaze of non-chalance)
Elrohir,(lights cigarette), how is it that one so blindly holds faith in such inanity? That you may rid yourself of my plague with thy capricious "bee-bee gun", as you call it?
Terribly disheartened, you leave me. Born of a wise father, I would expect further intelligence of the Shadow Dragon breed. The greatness of Telumehtar, and the strength of a thousand Malarauko, possessing no skin, nor bone, that the weapons of man may slay. From the depths of the Dark Earth does this otherworldly demon rise, who may burn through flesh with but a gaze from it's fiery eye.
And you see, my friend-to this marvel, there is more than meets thine eye. My Beauty is also a "magician", of sorts. Have you yet stood witness to this glorious illusion, perchance? An inexorable trickery of the eyes and a supressor of the mind-please imagine; miniature phantoms of the thousands derived from the whole of this Beast, set free to terrorize the land in aid of their amme. Mere fractions of the dragon spread East to West, disposing of all who wander aimlessly within their path-awaiting the call of their maker, to once again, unite as a whole.
In essence, "chivalrous warrior", I do hope you are imperious for disposing of Fadran's toenail. (demurely lowered lashes)
To learn there is much, lethargic twit!
Elrohir,(lights cigarette), how is it that one so blindly holds faith in such inanity? That you may rid yourself of my plague with thy capricious "bee-bee gun", as you call it?
Terribly disheartened, you leave me. Born of a wise father, I would expect further intelligence of the Shadow Dragon breed. The greatness of Telumehtar, and the strength of a thousand Malarauko, possessing no skin, nor bone, that the weapons of man may slay. From the depths of the Dark Earth does this otherworldly demon rise, who may burn through flesh with but a gaze from it's fiery eye.
And you see, my friend-to this marvel, there is more than meets thine eye. My Beauty is also a "magician", of sorts. Have you yet stood witness to this glorious illusion, perchance? An inexorable trickery of the eyes and a supressor of the mind-please imagine; miniature phantoms of the thousands derived from the whole of this Beast, set free to terrorize the land in aid of their amme. Mere fractions of the dragon spread East to West, disposing of all who wander aimlessly within their path-awaiting the call of their maker, to once again, unite as a whole.
In essence, "chivalrous warrior", I do hope you are imperious for disposing of Fadran's toenail. (demurely lowered lashes)
To learn there is much, lethargic twit!