Cersei Moirae
dilectae filae
"Perhaps you were provoked. Knowledge is good for seekers..." tiny rivers of violet streaked her lightly tanned visage when she emerged from the depths, words softer on her lips because of it. Cersei blinked a few droplets of water from her amber gaze and swiped at the wild, raven strands plastered to her cheeks. "Does it really matter why...or what?" Sandal encased feet kicked below the lake's surface, allowing her chin to peek just above it. "Attempting to understand things as they happen," she paused, lifting her head so as not to swallow the water, "tends to take away from the experience and what it could possibly offer."
The past ...or history, those she delved in with a near insatiable hunger when the opportunity arose.
Presently though and in everyday life, Cersei lived and urged change within her world. She pushed, no matter the resistance. It had taken years of that persistence to be rewarded. Rewarded in the form of a Warrior, [member="Caid Centurion"]- maybe answered was a better way to describe it- and the Princess really looked at him then, allowing his presence to permeate past her metaphysical walls.
Danger lingered there, just around the edges. As a beacon or as a caution. It was on the wind though, Cersei surmised, and lingered closer. "Clothes serve only to protect one from the elements," a hint of a smile unraveled before him and the creature turned, cupping the water in her hands to propel her towards the falls.
Do you need protection from the elements, Prince of Endelaan? Saccharine vocals exemplified hints of ominous gaiety through the tendrils of the Force. With every stroke, Cersei neared the jagged shore and the water became more violent. Thus, making the task formidable.
Within moments, paws of deep crimson, considerable in size appeared within the rush of the falls at close proximity. Large, golden depths peered into the curtain and finally the massive head of the feline revealed itself with blood and raven markings. Its maw opened to reveal elongated teeth and the exotic tiger replaced the natural sound around them with a deafening roar that swallowed the surroundings.
To this greeting, the native sorceress merely smiled.
The past ...or history, those she delved in with a near insatiable hunger when the opportunity arose.
Presently though and in everyday life, Cersei lived and urged change within her world. She pushed, no matter the resistance. It had taken years of that persistence to be rewarded. Rewarded in the form of a Warrior, [member="Caid Centurion"]- maybe answered was a better way to describe it- and the Princess really looked at him then, allowing his presence to permeate past her metaphysical walls.
Danger lingered there, just around the edges. As a beacon or as a caution. It was on the wind though, Cersei surmised, and lingered closer. "Clothes serve only to protect one from the elements," a hint of a smile unraveled before him and the creature turned, cupping the water in her hands to propel her towards the falls.
Do you need protection from the elements, Prince of Endelaan? Saccharine vocals exemplified hints of ominous gaiety through the tendrils of the Force. With every stroke, Cersei neared the jagged shore and the water became more violent. Thus, making the task formidable.
Within moments, paws of deep crimson, considerable in size appeared within the rush of the falls at close proximity. Large, golden depths peered into the curtain and finally the massive head of the feline revealed itself with blood and raven markings. Its maw opened to reveal elongated teeth and the exotic tiger replaced the natural sound around them with a deafening roar that swallowed the surroundings.
To this greeting, the native sorceress merely smiled.