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My friend the witch doctor - Asteria - 12-29-2017 Asteria I think I know enough of hate; To say that for destruction ice
The lady arrived with a flurry of white and black feathers. Her mane and tail whipped in the wind as she dove for the ground. Cerulean eyes gazed around curiously as she landed with a soft thump. This was a place that spoke to her soul. Having grown up in the jungle she found this neon place intriguing. She had sound many lands between her original home and this one. None had spoken to her like this one; literally.
Ebony ears pricked trying to catch the words strange voices were whispering. With a snort she gave up and turned her neck taking in the immediate area. Carefully she folded her wings against her sides, but kept her muscles tense. She wasn't sure what, or who, might greet her, and she didn't want to be caught with her pants down. The more she looked around the more she liked the area. It was interesting to say the least. She grinned softly to herself as she waited, wondering if someone would show up. Most other lands someone always seemed to know that she had appeared and came to greet her. Her ears swiveled slowly ready to catch the sound of hooves or any other kind of foot steps. ----------------------------- Talk talk talk talk Words;; OOC;; Vanity:: She turns into a black smoke jaguar with her wings at night Breaths green smoke that can heal wounds Enchanted item:: Elk antlers that stay on her head, but can be taken off if she says "fora"(off in Portuguese), if she says "ativar" (activate in Portuguese) a black jaguar mask appears on her face Mask RE: My friend the witch doctor - Aurelia - 12-29-2017
RE: My friend the witch doctor - Rift Presence - 12-31-2017
It slip-slip-slips around you, teasing, testing, poking, prodding. Hands of dark fumes caress your skin, slipping between fine hairs and deep into your blood, your bones. For a moment, you are it, and it is you. Then, the darkness pulls back, and everything (and yet, nothing) is as it was before. the Rift [ ACCEPTANCE NOTES: ASTERIA ] Just a note, the vanity magic is a transformation magic, otherwise she would simply be an optical illusion jaguar. Kinda. It got eaten anyway... Magic: The Rift devours all your magic. Items: Vanity: Elk antlers, activated by saying "fora". The antlers dance and weave like snakes. Vanity: Black jaguar mask, normally invisible. Activated by saying "ativar". The mask speaks and enjoys singing bawdy songs. RE: My friend the witch doctor - Asteria - 01-08-2018 Asteria I think I know enough of hate; To say that for destruction ice
As she waits something seems to materialize before her. Her muscles tense as something prods and strokes her. She eased slightly as it slid through her wavy locks. Suddenly it attacked filling her. Fear coursed through her as it swarmed through her body. Her eyes widened a scream caught in her throat. After what felt like a lifetime the thing pulled away leaving her gasping. She shuddered forcing her eyes closed. 'Maybe this place is a curse rather than a blessing.' She shuddered forcing herself to calm down and relax. She stood like that for several moments gathering herself again.
A warm voice broke through to her and she lifted her head. The lady in front of her was beautiful petite and golden as the sun. Ebony ears pricked while blue eyes roved over the lady curiously. She was considerably shorter than her one seventeen hands. Her own lips turned up in a bright smile. "Hello." She dipped her horned head slightly before turning her eyes back on the mare. "It's a pleasure, I'm Asteria." She was quite for a moment before voicing her question. "What is the name of this place?" Her voice was deep and sultry not completely void of her Portuguese accent. Instead her words held only a hint of their former articulation. "I come from a far away land trying to find a new home." She tilted her antlered head slightly gazing down at the tiny mare. ----------------------------- Talk/font> Words;; 241 OOC;; @Aurelia RE: My friend the witch doctor - Aurelia - 01-12-2018
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