Post by The Pantheon on Sept 21, 2012 15:28:36 GMT -6
A young man dressed in black strode into the Inn. He ran a gloved hand through his hair before glancing about. His eyes, rimmed with kohl, were impish.
"Hey, Ara, you around?"
The man's question was answered by the clatter of hooves upon the floorboards. There was only one that dared call the dryad by such a familiar name.
"Honestly, Summer, you have some nerve. Shouldn't you be in the Capital for the ceremony?" The dryad asked the dragon disguised as a human. Though it really wasn't a disguise. Most of the native population of Eden knew their deities' other forms.
"Oh come come Ara, I thought I'd stop by and give you some company. Besides, I got some time to waste. How about it?"
"Hey, Ara, you around?"
The man's question was answered by the clatter of hooves upon the floorboards. There was only one that dared call the dryad by such a familiar name.
"Honestly, Summer, you have some nerve. Shouldn't you be in the Capital for the ceremony?" The dryad asked the dragon disguised as a human. Though it really wasn't a disguise. Most of the native population of Eden knew their deities' other forms.
"Oh come come Ara, I thought I'd stop by and give you some company. Besides, I got some time to waste. How about it?"