Pray for the Wicked

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Yash Mishra

    Blood Opal to Sapphire
  • Black Widow Prince
  • Played By: Salem

    Former Witch Loyalist/Traveling Mercenary
    Traveling Terreille
    2 Posts    72 marks
Pray for the Wicked
« on: October 17, 2018, 04:49:40 PM »

Blood slick fingers had plucked tangled webs to life, twisting illusions to conceal his Sapphire and to muffle his widow’s work until it was little more than a hum. The hum was enough to go unnoticed or so he’d always hoped. Hayll was too dangerous a trap for mistakes. And it was a trap that he returned to often, always under a different disguise and always ready to sink a snake tooth into anyone that asked too many questions. Scars and the red hot memory of nearly shattered jewels should have warded him off, yet here he was. Stepping off a landing web in Rakuta, a province that had hardly changed in the last century since he’d visited.

Beautiful, timeless, murderous Hayll.

Witch should’ve burned it to the ground. Yash would’ve happily lit the match and sent it all up if she’d simply asked. Too late now. Too too late. A constant disappointment that dogged his steps from landing web to temple, sapphire tucked away under layers of opal webs and looking for all the world like another of Hayll’s wandering sons. A little too far from home perhaps with his silks and the kiss of Shalador’s sun still on his skin. No matter. He wouldn’t be here long enough for anyone to question. Just long enough to cause some mischief.

The thought was enough to keep a fanged grin on his face as he dipped into a bow before who he could only assume was the head priestesses. “A little blessing for the unworthy, dear Priestess?” Oh if only he could coach his face into matching the attempted innocence in his voice.

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Satyana Mitra

    Descent
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Re: Pray for the Wicked
« Reply #1 on: October 19, 2018, 02:10:12 AM »
The girl's hair was soft against her skin, and Saty traced her cheek with a hand that, to an onlooker, would seem gentle, almost loving.

Instead, a message imparted in contact, a reminder. She gazed down at her shadow, at the two other children that flanked her, and tilted her chin down just so. Their sharp eyes tracked her movements, little faces turned up, eyes wide, and she pressed small marks into each of their hands. They scurried off, away into the city, and she had just enough time to watch them depart before the figure crossing the temple grounds caught her attention. It helped that he seemed to be cutting a line right to her.

The closer he got the more Satyana's neck prickled, gut turned with some something that she couldn't place without using Craft herself. Instead she waited, poised, hands and eyes just so, as he stepped  into a bow before her. His request seemed genuine, until she got a look at his face, and found a lack of sincerity there that she likely should have expected, grin too toothy to be reassuring. Nothing about the stranger, from clothes to the thing that had the hairs on her neck standing on end, made her think of someone she would be able to read easily. Not like the average temple goer.

She dipped slightly, teasing at the idea of toeing etiquette, but instead tilted her head slightly to the side, face cool and eyes only absently curious. Best not to reveal the depth of intrigue and caution he inspired. "And what blessing would satisfy the unworthy, Prince?"

Yash Mishra

    Blood Opal to Sapphire
  • Black Widow Prince
  • Played By: Salem

    Former Witch Loyalist/Traveling Mercenary
    Traveling Terreille
    2 Posts    72 marks
Re: Pray for the Wicked
« Reply #2 on: October 19, 2018, 04:03:57 PM »

Clever little witchling.

The brief flicker of unease, quickly stifled and replaced with calm made him work to turn his grin sympathetic. Sheepish even as he straightened. None of it sincere. Yash had never been a sincere creature, save for in service to those that earned it. This priestess had done neither. Still the lion could play a lamb or at least try to.

"Why a blessing for luck, for fortune and safety?" his tone was light, a shrug rolling his shoulders looking more sheepish than innocent, "For whatever Mother Night deems appropriate of course." Unworthy, forever so. A role Yash could play easily. One he slipped into, eyeing the priestess through his lashes, never quite looking her in the eye. Poised and not truly dangerous to him but he held his Sapphire as a secret close to his heart just in case she was hiding more than she showed.

"What blessing would you recommend, Lady...?" Another innocent pause for her name, still watching her and withdrawn when he could have easily towered.

Saty

Satyana Mitra

    Descent
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Re: Pray for the Wicked
« Reply #3 on: October 24, 2018, 09:40:34 PM »
The unease in her would not abate. It was not the first time a visitor had made her cautious, drawing tight in to herself even within the borders of her domain, and likely would not be the last. Remember, even the tiger walks softly around the unknown. And in her ear her mother, a woman whose bared teeth had always been first hidden by a politic smile.

"All we can do is ask the Darkness to consider our requests. It is in her hands to grant what she deems fit." She replied, turning her head slightly away to pay more attention to the line of parents and children that were walking up the temple steps. Only a handful of them were her shadows, easy to pick out because she knew their faces as well as her own. At such an angle she could keep an eye on the congregation as well as the shape of her guest, feeling too much the trapped rabbit and not the waiting viper.

"And one must always be cautious with their appeals," her gaze flickered back to him, seeing that he would not meet her eyes. He had the decency not to loom, but Satyana didn't want to read more into it than was there - it could be that he simply felt no desire to, or that he was saving his height for a more opportune time at which to become a threat. "After all, luck, fortune and safety at one step may put danger in our paths the next." Saty's prayers were always worded with the utmost care. Best to not incur anything she could not appease, at least through her own actions.

And here it was, the first true step. "Mitra." She replied, turning the full focus of her attention back to him. "I would recommend something... quiet. That which is calm is easy to work." Or control, or kill. No one ever told brave stories of wielding the knife that slay the sleeping target.
 

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