by The Kingpin » Sat Jan 15, 2011 6:39 pm
*a booming roar is unleashed by Hades as he sees the scorpion go underground, believing it may have retreated. unleashing a final fireball at the spot, causing another large molten pool to form, as a warning*
*a demonically deep voice is heard on the wind, an ancient language being spoken, heard only in strands, like whispers on the breeze, the Wyvern snarling at the source, roaring defensively, before retreating as something golden flashes above the clouds, a massive black head barely visible amidst the clouds, its blazing whitish gold iris shining like miniature suns, rich blue sclera surrounding the orbs, the massive beast looking down at the molten pits*
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG