stagsworn· ‘ 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢 𝔡𝔯𝔬𝔴.
❝ Politics are something best avoided. I prefer more personal confrontations, myself. ❞ | @szarkais·
𝕬 relatable statement, to be sure, that COMES FROM THE LIPS OF A COMPLETE STRANGER ; one with eerily familiar features && striking, vibrant eyes of an almost 𝖌𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖞 shade of blue. Perhaps he is mistaken, but, after giving the stranger a long, 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖊 look, Valas is SURE THAT THIS MAN IS A DROW. Regardless of his pale complexion, there’s something in the structure of his face — a strong angular jawline, thin lips, && AN ALMOST SCRUTINIZING GAZE — that tips Valas off very quickly.
❝ 𝖄ou are szarkai, ❞ Valas replies, skimming over the stranger’s initial statement. His curiosity, it would seem, HAS GOTTEN THE BETTER OF HIM, && he has abandoned his 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖘 in this moment in pursuit of an answer.
A perceptive one , isn’t he ? comes sylas’ inner thoughts whilst observing the very visible drow before him . its almost strange to not be attacked on sight however the vampire found this absolutely thrilling and would continue to press his luck even if it meant this becoming a possibly dangerous situation .
❝ now , this is quite peculiar. ❞ comes the charming vocals of the taller man , complexion tilts itself to the side before a small smirk began to grow - fangs becoming a little visible albeit nothing TOO strange yet . ❝ I am , you’re quite perceptive. I believe you’re the first in a very long time to acknowledge what I am . ❞
arms crossed along broad chest , black cloak held wisps of shadow almost as if it had been alive itself - the szarkai is clad in nothing but the blackest shade which contrasted nicely to unnaturally pale features . glowing azure relax despite the visible sharp gaze , Sylas didn’t find himself in any danger . ❝ there aren’t many of us around , what tipped me off ? ❞















