Snippet #2488669

The eye sat there for a moment as if to contemplate what the man was asking, Viona was not well known among the new world and if she were he would not readily request such a thing. Its dull orb only lit by the tiny pin prick of light that shine from between its blinking motions, stayed fixed on the young man before she chose to speak. "I must ask my lord first." There was no draw at the end of her voice this time, as if it did not bother her in the least that she must defer to Keizer for permission. Strangely however the eye did not move, choosing only to stay and stare. But her sickly sweet voiced returned after that quick moment of silence and a tone of glee sat on her no visible lips. "This shall be permitted.. One moment.. please."

The eye quickly disappeared into the shadow like a fish diving quickly after catching a meal, but the puddle stayed, with its thin line of shadow connecting it back towards the ruins. This moment became long and heavy as the linking shadow bulged, forcing the small puddle to swell in size. Before long with was wider then a mans shoulders and stopped shortly after reaching that point

It was quiet now and the air became stale, like sticking ones head in a large jar that had been sealed for years, with silence to compare as well. Only then the silence was broken as the shadowed pool bulged upward, moving like an alien mixture of slime out towards its edge. The bulge parted and broke like a fetid embryo, allowing a form to emerge. First a head and then followed by shoulders under a slender neck. Viona was coming forth, pulling herself fourth from her perch in the heights of the Ruins to answer this mans call.

It was obvious that black was a color for her as that consisted of more then a majority of her outfit. A dark well concealing dress that fit her quit well, so tight in fact that it was hard to tell were she ended and the dress began. It had small laced straps that tied around her and bucked in the back. Allowing only her fingers and neck to be seen. That made her more alien as well; her hands bore a sixth digit as well as another knuckle for each to bend with. Her skin held a cool dark texture, like looking at a deep grey stone in the cool shade and it was unnaturally smooth, looking more like marble then regular stone.
Her head was completely covered by some strange mask that seemed to cover it entirely. No look of openings or transparency, noting the fact that such a piece to her garment completely blocked her sight. It had a black almost leathery face plate that had small stylized lines and circles etched upon its surface.

Save for the small rise of her chest it would be hard to tell if she were a woman, only to have her voice swing the decision towards the truth. She gave a lovely bow towards those before her as soon as the pool cleared her feet. She was revealed to be bare footed as well as she ducked her head and bowed, also revealing a long singular braided tale of hair that hit the center of her back. It was the darkest black she had on her body and sprouted from the back of her mask like a root from ground.

After the bow she shot her head straight up "Follow me if you please..." She gave a light laugh as she turned on her heel and began to move through the tall grass towards the ruins, holding her dress up to let the grass slide under it and moving at a slow leisurely pace. The tune of her humming now returning to the air.

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The Captain gave the Noverian King a turgid bow.
Though it was never her place to meet with any sort of king she did well enough, clasping one gauntlet under her chest and bowing slightly. She raised only to speak once again "And my Lord will greet you as such dear king. I have been sent to lead you to the center square and for your ease of mind, you may bring several of your men with you." She motions towards the group behind him as she steps back retaking her weapon, only to slide it onto her back from where it came.

"I am Cordelia, Champion and military adviser to his lordship Keizer." It was obvious that by her tone, one could tell she did not really want to be in this position. Only in her mind did she let slip that she was missing the hours of service with her brothers in arms until she was brought into higher command.

She gives another soft nod as she turns slowly and begins to move off, towards the ruins. Given the men more then ample time to follow. Only calling back for one moment. " The horses will be quite a hindrance beyond the outer wall.