by H E X X » Fri Jan 19, 2018 6:27 am
Runs-In-Chains - The gate - Young - Tag; Harlow, Daniela Tabitha
How these people acted, hardly like they were alive... Haha, that's right they were all dead anyway so why not act perfect? Looking over all of them a shine shot down her spine, her tail lapping on the ground with a loud lump which caused dust and other particles float into the air. It almost made her upset how cocky they acted as they floated their titles at each other, if one more person came out and was the emperor himself then Ral would throw up everywhere. The jokes that plagued her mind where calming for a moment, calming enough to have her take large steps away from the group of people that had been made. Scare us away? Her angular chin tilted toward Daniela and Ral swallowed harshly. She had bigger things to worry about than this. Things like why she was here. Dragonborn... They keep saying it over and over, she was never really up to terms with most of the Dragonborn that caused mayhem but she knew Tabitha. The guild master. If anyone of them deserved respect it was her. "N-no it doesn't make sense. I..." She paused, what was the little gods they believed in? "I have n-no gift." She forced out. "N-no gift, land, t-title...." She felt the silence wrap around her, pulling the air from her lungs. Perhaps she could run away, find her way back to the hist and meet her ancestors like she was supposed to... "P-please I can't be here... L-let me leave!"