Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141102124827/@comment-29458028-20141105002756

Maximus Vile wrote: Tavion flew off to the reef, and hoped he would be able to use her scent to trace her location. He caught onto her sweet scent and followed it.

Sylarys was still flying around aimlessly over the Padomaic ocean, not understanding herself. She felt that single hot spark, the spark that she never felt with the countless men before.

What was happening? She sensed a familiar aura and closed her eyes, hovering above the oceans silently, as she sang a lonely tune, a siren in the waves. (She has a good voice...)

Fragments of soul energies spilled from her body as swirled in a vortex, before forming what appeared to be an enormous iridescent ring hovering above her

Was there ever normalcy when one lead the abnormal, deviant life?