Jun 29, 2015
mysteriouschxrm lingers . . .
' You know, I can smell that putrid smell that odors from your body . . . '
The lanky,oily colored mage turned to see an unfamiliar sight. She raised a brow, then grimaced as if she had seen something . . . unpleasant. Flipping over the pages in her tome, her sharp violaceous amethyst eyes began to alight as she outstretched her arm. Growling almost. Her expression saying that the stranger is most unwelcome.
' Who are you . . .? State your name or prepare to ◣ D I E ◥ '