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Pain, all I know is paiiiin
Malcanthet
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Malcanthet asked over the city channel for opium. @Cordia responded, but wanted a form of payment that wasn't gold, so Mal offered a song instead XD . Just a little RP, but I was amused nonetheless.
You have emoted: Malcanthet slowly works through a set of scales, her screeching
tone hitting each one like shattering glass.
Cordia inclines his head politely to you.
You say, "Had to clear the throat."
You say, "Ahem."
Shaking his head, Legionary Cordia D'baen, the Ambitious says, "If that's what
you call it.."
You have emoted: Sibilant, hissing voice growing shrill as she parts her lips,
Malcanthet sings, "Death comes surely should you refuse, the sinking claws of
the Bloody Muse."
Cordia tries not to close his eyes, though squints slightly at the sounds.
You have emoted: Pressing taloned fingers to her chest and closing her eyes,
Malcanthet croons, nay howls, "Despair, drink deep, oh mortal made. Impaled, so
frail, those who betrayed."
You have emoted: Venom green eyes peeling open to search yours passionately,
Malcanthet's voice deepens to a gutteral, earthen drawl, the sound of rocks
rolling against one another as she sings, "Desirous pain, as flayed your skin.
Passionate promises given again."
"Alright, alright.." Cordia murmurs with a visible cracking of his neck, eyes
settling on your with a broad grin, "I enjoy this pain, but you may stop. I will
provide you the opium you desire."
Cordia gives a stack of 30 opiums to you.
You have emoted: Malcanthet pauses, lips parted, then clamps them shut, an
impish grin spreading.
You say to Cordia, "There was one more verse! Ah well."
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.
You say, "Thank you."
Your eyes sparkle with amusement as you gaze upon Cordia.
Legionary Cordia D'baen, the Ambitious says to you, "For another time, then."
Cordia taps his nose knowingly.
You have emoted: Malcanthet drums her legs against the fragile, fine webs beneath
her.
You say to Cordia, "What do you think? Raw talent, yes?"
Cordia eyes shift back and forth warily, glancing quickly to the southeast,
"Uh..umm..sure! Oh look! Something to kill!" And with that, he quickly scurries
off as if in a hurry and panic.
You give a trillingly melodic laugh.
You have emoted: Malcanthet slowly works through a set of scales, her screeching
tone hitting each one like shattering glass.
Cordia inclines his head politely to you.
You say, "Had to clear the throat."
You say, "Ahem."
Shaking his head, Legionary Cordia D'baen, the Ambitious says, "If that's what
you call it.."
You have emoted: Sibilant, hissing voice growing shrill as she parts her lips,
Malcanthet sings, "Death comes surely should you refuse, the sinking claws of
the Bloody Muse."
Cordia tries not to close his eyes, though squints slightly at the sounds.
You have emoted: Pressing taloned fingers to her chest and closing her eyes,
Malcanthet croons, nay howls, "Despair, drink deep, oh mortal made. Impaled, so
frail, those who betrayed."
You have emoted: Venom green eyes peeling open to search yours passionately,
Malcanthet's voice deepens to a gutteral, earthen drawl, the sound of rocks
rolling against one another as she sings, "Desirous pain, as flayed your skin.
Passionate promises given again."
"Alright, alright.." Cordia murmurs with a visible cracking of his neck, eyes
settling on your with a broad grin, "I enjoy this pain, but you may stop. I will
provide you the opium you desire."
Cordia gives a stack of 30 opiums to you.
You have emoted: Malcanthet pauses, lips parted, then clamps them shut, an
impish grin spreading.
You say to Cordia, "There was one more verse! Ah well."
The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.
You say, "Thank you."
Your eyes sparkle with amusement as you gaze upon Cordia.
Legionary Cordia D'baen, the Ambitious says to you, "For another time, then."
Cordia taps his nose knowingly.
You have emoted: Malcanthet drums her legs against the fragile, fine webs beneath
her.
You say to Cordia, "What do you think? Raw talent, yes?"
Cordia eyes shift back and forth warily, glancing quickly to the southeast,
"Uh..umm..sure! Oh look! Something to kill!" And with that, he quickly scurries
off as if in a hurry and panic.
You give a trillingly melodic laugh.
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