❴ Those unacquainted with ❵ magic, especially the height of his own, seemed to all dwell in the same emotional response. Lips twitched, pursed, then fell back into a thin line as they had gone to smirk before stifled. Though, her immediate expression of approval was quite intriguing. She did not continue the ridiculous questioning of his methods, which would be a lie if he said he was not grateful for.
Watching her grip at the mane of locks atop her head, she removed her scalp in a single, bloodless motion so fluid he blinked twice before his mortal mind could piece the image together. Serpents draped over her shoulders, extensions of her being that flicked their forked tongues and stare upon him with beady, black eyes. Brow rose, and head tilted.
❝ Geh. I have heard of your kind, though it was said that the Blades killed the last of them in Akavir. Though, krosis, part of me believes you of another lineage. Nirn has been without the vith-joor for many moons. ❞
Her snakes reacted to the word “vith-joor” with a rattle and a hiss. It seemed to please them more than anything, but there was also the twinging emotion of reverential respect. Though Em did not understand what he meant by it, the idea was relayed through the synapses firing within her snakes.
"Likely distant relatives. My ancestry extends to the Mediterranean region of this world. Mainly lands of which the Olympians took control over.“ Thoughts of her fellow gorgon sisters rushed to her immediate memories and she held no comparison between them and her very fair form. "I wasn't always like this, though."
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//*squeak*