I like her but seeing the other builds I got worried she will lose some of her shine. She does sneaking and social melding quite well though, which is what I built her for.
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Kisara laughs softly and turns to look at Saban, raising an eyebrow appreciatively. "My my now that was funny. You are a delight, Mister Wright. It will be a pleasure to have you on the road!" The words 'pleasure' and 'have you', though not truly said in a seductive manner, still carry the hint of something impure.
Kisara keeps her lips pressed together thinly, her delicate fangs causing two small rivelts of someone else's blood to run from her tongue. The sheer audacity of them to not send her, after she offered to go and all. "Brother, even though that twisted name rightfully worries you so, I do agree that we should hear him out. If only briefly. Come, let us join the others on this hideous trek to this ugly little village. Best we all get to know another, now that the Council has tossed us aside. And to think we travelled all this way for this... " Kisara snapped her fingers and Angelito stepped up behind her, bowing his head slightly, before following her toward the other group.
I'm beautiful? And talky? And combaty I guess. I didn't build Kisara very well.
Ah lovely, here I am
My apologies all, I have had an unexpected house guest for the last while and had no time to post. Getting posts up now. Thank you for your patience. -Rob
"Dwarves are slow and stupid, Humans are blind and do not notice our passing. Elves are too cocky and longlived to ever fear us and the Half races are all a mix of what I have already listed. The denizens of the dark, the Svirf, the Drow, the Duregar, these races are not careless, they are not blind or stupid. They are cunning, black hearted and cruel. They are closer to us ourselves than anything that dwells on the surface. We are currently top of the food chain, why would we seek to invite others to the surface when we can stay as we are and keep profiting, as we have been, for millennia?" Kisara countered, arching an eyebrow at Thulmere, before turning to Zelic. "The Drow is right. If his brethren are testing this weapon then they intend to use it. If the Council intend to send people to retrieve it, we must be part of that number brother. If only to make sure that the wishes of the Council are acted on accordingly!" She did not bother to whisper, or to hide the note of excitement from her voice. Kisara stood, turning to the Council. "Send me, send my brother. We speak for Jair. You trust us to keep your secrets now trust us to be your hand in this. We will head up the team or teams that go to collect this weapon and bring it back to you. We are loyal to our master and this would be his will"
Kisara feels the power ride her hard and fights her pen body to a stand still, gritting her teeth to the point that her delicate little fangs puncture her tongue. She contents herself with smoothing out her dress and listening to the others speak, having missed the initial interaction, and not wanting to let people know, by opening her mouth and saying something stupid. As Murnau spoke she glanced over her shoulder at Zelic, gesturing for him to attend her a moment, before whispering to the man. "This seat is heady stuff dear. I missed her initial speech. Catch me up?" Her voice is pitched for his ears and his alone.
Kisara stands fluidly and curtsied to Lener before laughing and taking his arm. "Lead on you devilish thing!" When they reach the hall. Kisara takes her arm back and leans up to kiss the Half-Orc on the cheek, thanking him for his escort, before moving off with Zelic, Angelito following behind her. When Zelic announced her her face fell in to perfect calmness, and she glided forward gracefully, stopping beside Zelic, her hand coming to rest lightly on his shoulder before she took the chair, feeling her emotions still. 'Thus we are begun!'
Kisara smiled at the man and inclined her head slightly as Zelic spoke. "Indeed, as my brother has said, we are here to serve in his place. He has faith that we will be able to fill in for him, while he attends to other pressing matters. I am sure you understand my Lord!" She smiled warmly at the man again before taking a sip of the goblet Angelito had put in to her hands.
You still have to see the assassins coming... *High 5s Assassin Bro*
Kisara glanced at the Half-Orc man and smiled. She was starting to like that one, he was something interesting to break the normal monotony of show boating by old stiff corpses who clearly didn't have any more power than the rest of them. If they had been anything special, anything at all to worry about, they would not be staying here. "Lener you are a delight!"
Kisara noted Zelics nod and smiled serenely back at the man as she drummed her fingertips against the table. She was getting tired of these games. She was in want of a hot bath and some clean clothes after the road. Failing that, a new target and a reason to wet her blades.
Kisara stands slowly and walks around the table, keeping her hand resting lightly on the wood. She smiles and inclines her head to the Half-Orc. "I did not wish to imply that you had been anything but civil, I was just stressing that we should strive to be. It is easier for us to keep a civil tongue if we follow the tired old tradition of diplomacy, is it not?" She grinned before bowing to him ever so slightly. "And I am most pleased to meet you Lener Wardwaver. It is a delight!" She turned and pulled out a chair from the table, across from where she had been sitting, before returning to her original position and gesturing towards it. "Please, join me. All of you. Let us sit and talk on small things, till we are summoned!" Diplomacy:
Kisara continues to study her hands, as she begins to speak. "Maybe the meeting has not gone well, or maybe it is something about our nature. We are the reliving, we do not sleep, we do not count our time on this planet because it does not truly matter to us. We are relentless, our nights are as endless as time. What need we to hurry?" She glanced up then, towards the Half Orc. "Civility between us costs us nothing. We are ALL tired of the pleasantries now. May I suggest we all sit down and be at ease. We have no need for grandstanding or shaking of sabers. Yes?"
Kisara frowns as she stares around the courtyard, her arms crossing over her chest as she surveys the others present. Her gaze lingers on the green one and the ridiculous noises coming out of his mouth before she shakes her head and loops her arm through Angelitos, before following after the civilized creatures. When they reach the chambers, she wordlessly points towards a spot by the door before strolling in to the room and glancing around. "Charming!" She mutters honestly, before taking a seat at the table, sliding her gloves off and beginning to inspect her nails. 'We travel all this way, endure all we have and they are not even ready for us?' Though they were not truly magically tied together, she could feel her tension being mirrored back to her, from her stocky manservant who stood by the door.
Jair: Kisara tilts her head to the side in thought, frowning slightly. "Oh brother Angelito would not let me die in such a way, would you pet?" She looked genuinely hurt that the man thought so, but continued on before her retainer could answer. "I can see your point however and I even agree with you on the ship. I was planning on us turning them in to our play things but we probably do not have the time to do such completely!" She sighed slightly before standing, moving to stare out the window. "And you think we can make the Isle of Terror in one night? Because if not, then we will be lost in the water with nowhere to go. If you are sure we can fly, you in all your gigantic majesty and I in my many forms, then yes I agree to your plan!" She turned back to the man and smiled brightly, moving to take his arm in her own. [b]"But brother we are finally free, let us have some fun before the sun rises and steals us away. We will need a whole night to begin our journey and this one has already begun!"
Old Bonds and New Blood: Having murdered the Necromancer and drunk her fill, Kisara had taken her first bath in what felt like an age. She emerged from her bath smelling of lavender, squeaky clean, just in time to step in to the green silk dress that Angelito offered to her.
"Ah Angelito, whatever would I do without you?" "You manage quite well on your own Miss, you do not need me when you are out hunting after all!" The man smiled brightly at her, leading her to a chair and sitting her down, before beginning to towel her hair dry, as she began to affix her jewels in place. "Yes, I do!" She smiled, brightly as she turned her head to glance at Zelic. "Well dearest brother I am flattered you leave the decision up to me. I suggest that we make our way to an Inn near the docks and my dear Angelito finds us a ship destined for either Caliphas or Thronestep, whichever he can find. We can indulge ourselves in a night of fun while he does this. Then I suggest we use this bastards trick and we secrete ourselves in his bag of holding while Angelito takes ship. He will let us free when we are underway and we will have our run of the ship in no time. Do you agree mon cher?"
Dotting! Looking forward to meeting the rest of the party and my new brother. |