Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-28358106-20180316032505

"I am thinking your world would burn as easily as mine," Tirush sneers back, "So do not think that you may treat me as a thing to be stared upon. Yes, your kind may have more strength all together than I alone."

She steps forward, her lips curling in a snarl. "But I would turn your precious groundling cave into a mountain of smoulder and ash, where it would be the pyre of countless of your number, before I fell.  Your children's children would come, and see the blackened heap, and say, 'look, there is where our ancestors fought the terrible beast.'  And they would know my name long after they had forgotten yours."

She pauses, containing herself.

"So help us, if you are to help us. Or do not.  But keep your talk and talk, for I tire of you, and like your antheema even less."

She folds her arms, wrapping her wings around herself, not unlike a Vampire.