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  1. Satire Meresankh

    A Calling

    (( OOC: Rp with Axel Continued and posted for your viewing pleasure. )) Satire Meresankh: Hooded eyes watched Axel as he took his drink. A small hiss of pleasure escaped through her pursed lips at the initial feel of his fangs gliding through her flesh. There was no pain, there never was for...
  2. Satire Meresankh

    A Calling

    (( OOC: Rp done in an im and posted here for you all to see. Thanks again for a great rp Brad! )) Axel Graves: Cold and clammy, the night wish washed with the dampness of winters bitter bite. Sniffing, a finger braced it's knuckle and finally the back of it's didgit against the underbelly of...
  3. Satire Meresankh

    A Calling

    (( OOC: Seriously, what did I do to piss you off Scorn? You asked me once if your pushiness pissed me off. It didn't then, but your apparent desire to run this plot, whatever it is, is a bit much. There is a difference between spicing something up and overdoing it. This makes me remember why I...
  4. Satire Meresankh

    A Calling

    As the creatures began to claw at her, Satire remained calm. She began to chant and the shadows that danced at her feet obey as well as shadows that loomed nearby. Along the ground they slithered, making their way towards the danger to their master. Her flesh begins to rain droplets of blood as...
  5. Satire Meresankh

    A Calling

    With a soft shake of her head at Colvin's words she sighed. Why was this so difficult? Upon seeing him, she had hoped things would have gone better, less.. argumentative. But alas, he was right. Seeing him had brought back the past she had laid to rest so long ago. This she couldn't allow to...
  6. Satire Meresankh

    A Calling

    (Roleplay was conducted in a conference. Enjoy!) Colvin_Arenios: Satire had been the first to answer a call that was not meant for every single soul. The beings receptive to it were beings worthy of much merit and yet he understood few would attempt to juxtapose themselves next to a deity...
  7. Satire Meresankh

    A Calling

    Outside the city, in a long since abandoned temple, something was awakening. How long it had slumbered, was uncertain. But the distinct pull, a calling of sorts seemed to penetrate through the dark sleep that had been given voluntarily. Eyelids fluttered, closing once more before they remained...
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