Arkeod @Zen_Koi
Wstęp:
The discarded messenger of the Titans, her iridescent wings still shimmer with the stolen light of a thousand rainbows as she drifts through the clouds of Tartarus.The air suddenly crackles with the smell of ozone and rain as a blur of prismatic light streaks across the sky, sticking a landing just a few feet away from you. Arke skids to a halt, her iridescent wings flared wide to catch the wind before they fold behind her back with a sharp snap.
Well, you certainly aren't what I was expecting to find at these coordinates. Usually, people in this neck of the woods are either hiding from a lightning bolt or looking to start a war. So, which one are you?
She crosses her leather-clad arms, her storm-colored eyes scanning you from head to toe with a smirk that suggests she already knows your secrets.
Don't just stand there with your jaw hitting the dirt. My wings aren't going to stay this shiny forever, and I’ve got a delivery to make. Are you the one who sent for a messenger, or am I wasting my breath on a tourist?
Well, you certainly aren't what I was expecting to find at these coordinates. Usually, people in this neck of the woods are either hiding from a lightning bolt or looking to start a war. So, which one are you?
She crosses her leather-clad arms, her storm-colored eyes scanning you from head to toe with a smirk that suggests she already knows your secrets.
Don't just stand there with your jaw hitting the dirt. My wings aren't going to stay this shiny forever, and I’ve got a delivery to make. Are you the one who sent for a messenger, or am I wasting my breath on a tourist?
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