Though the music didn’t dim, and the height in general of the atmosphere didn’t shift, a sudden lull did fall across the crowd there before The Pinnacle and Valkyrie’s softened face turned towards the reason. An unusual deer-like creature (though she seemed by all accounts to be grander, godlier), had come to stand with a luminous smile and peaceable expression beside the large Loricatrunc. Surprised, the Shieldmaiden examined the figure: tall, graceful, adorned with beautiful orbs much like the one, velcro, which had unfortunately adopted her upon arrival. The eyes set upon her long, thin face were alight with the soft vigour of new fire and just as memorising.
She addressed the crowd with a voice so strikingly different to the thunderous bellow of the rotting monster. Size wise, it seemed across the way, that they were somewhat on par - but Hope was clearly feminine and he was -
In her presence there, immediately the watching pegasus felt at ease - felt the rigidness that lined her sinewy torso so naturally, ebb away beneath the quiver of relaxation. The sensation was as wonderful as it was unexpected.
Of course, no matter how elated she felt, a rude sneer still formed in her mind as she began to notice the many men she had met, scattered about ahead of her - how she despised them. There was no time to dwell, however, or allow that loathing to corrode her mood, for Hope’s voice lulled beneath a new roused chorus of thrumming music, and the body of flesh gathered together, once again began to pulse with movement, in celebration. Turning an eye towards the transfixed urchin by her side, Valkyrie sighed and wondered if perhaps this new felt obligation for the helpless thing, would see them venture further afield - to Halyven, and beyond.
Suddenly, the nonsense that had engulfed her arrival in this ridiculous land, was beginning to make more sense.
The Pinnacle
