Posts by HYPOKRISIS

aleksei waisted little time, spewing forth accusations unyielding from tongue previously prepared and sharpened by irritation. it was quite a load to thirst upon creature forged of pearl and rose, considering all facts stated were very new information to him. however, there was little point in becoming flustered at mentions of such things despite obvious, quiet appallment drenching moonflesh face. a deep contemplation comes to bare tree in movements of fluidity ever infectious, attempting to sew together bits and tags of information the other leader had given him into some form of seamless, make-sense thing. composed or not, one could tell he was deeply upset from frown so firm on features.

he had two heavy topics to undress, he should begin with one he at least new of's name. "Crackerjack attacked a blizzardclanner unprovoked?," there's hint of surprise, subtle in tone of honey and gunpowder. of betrayal. he was rather fond of the third tier, a member who brought slack jaw smiles and messy laughter to a place of gore and cutting floors, "I will speak to him and take the proper measures necessary."

and then, and then he speaks child killer.

and it rings a familiar bell.

"I will assume you refer to Mingan," a deathly silence, a gentle fury. hypokrisis now stood a shred of thunder rather than shard of sweet mother moon. "If not, then correct me. She came to our borders recently bloody with a child in her mouth and we accepted her as a member. However, I simply know that upon confronting her privately for her reason of being exiled from the thunderlands not so long after her joining, she admitted to both allowing personal vendetta ruining alliance and stealing children, though never once mentioned she slaughtered one but I presumed that's who you mean for their correlation. Despite this she did speak with resentment in her tone and acted as if the events of thievery had taken place quite awhile ago and so it was chosen to hold her prisoner until further information could be gathered by a trip to the thunderlands and shadow veil. But if what you stated applies to her than it seems we have a far heavier case." he's still travel to thunderlands and shadow veil, of course, because taking one creature's word for it no matter how trust worthy could be gathering but a small portion of a greater truth but he simply stands waiting for aleksei's confirmation or another name to tumble forward to be dealt with.

//np! and ofc! also the thread in question was posted a day previous to this one (here) so the information given is relevant!

//this is going to #suck for the sake of productivity.

" Always Dead take out a hunting patrol in re-stock our food pile. APPLE teach class on a skill you have- it can be anything, how to garden, bracelet making. Just some knowledge you can pass on. bodhi. arrange a bonfire for the clan. BUBONICPLAGUE tell a story. it can be anything, a story from you past or a made up tale. Kyomi A.H. give a gift basket to each one of our allies as an extra thank you for their aid. TALIA P. we've had a lot of new children in the clan as of late, host an activity that will be fun for the younger ruiners. YUU either hold a sparring competition or a class on fighting but with an emphasis on strategy over brute strength," words came as fast as those passing by, thoughtful in dictation sharp as a blade.

exhausting, utterly exhausting. this day when all stood upon ichor spilled sands bordered by corpses or rotting flesh and thinning bone, as tensions grew thick and chocking in such hateful manner, it had almost been too much. reminders within a cunning smile of blackened night lacking dancing stars in endless void, traitor's scent and warmth within browns.

a betryal, sorrow-strung for his fondness at aleksei's word. hypokrisis knew he had to be dealt with.

he had sent for crackerjack as he stood on outskirts of border beneath silent stars, they needed to talk.

with this in mind, with what he may become, what he had the possibly of having to do, he stand rose thorn, sea foam, cherry bark, ruined to dress in dying clouds and in heaven yellow light's basking anything could be deemed holy. divine intervention and punishment alike fluent as he a message had been sent to a once trusted third tier, a frown was worn to pollute features of more gentle nature. a truth was resounding in the concaves of tattered mind of what could happen tonight, and he was craving so badly the ash of a cigarette. but he contains himself as he waits. and it was a shame really, how much he'd craved for those long gone then and now.

KING?