Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170919032125/@comment-28358106-20171016030717

(Scorn) The gaze between Tirush and Armata is a moment of electric, palpable tension, unbroken by either side. It lasts but a second or two before Armata looks away to continue his talk with Aurum, but he can still feel her eyes on him. When his speech is done, she stalks up to him, her buoyant smile still on her face, with a glimmer of humor in her golden eyes.

"Praan 'na ah pürrrzh." The ancient words trill from her mouth, lilting with warmth as she playfully teases him. "You are so serious, Dilüngr. You still look young and handsome, and should not scowl so.  Are you sad because you sit here, and no one greets you with a kiss?  I see you watching me."