The imposing silhouette of the demon was moving away, carrying on his shoulder a body of which she could only see the flamboyant hair waving in the hot currents of the place. Amaëlya cautiously emerged from her hiding place, suppressing a shiver as the aura of insane power disappeared. Looking away, she flinched at the sight of her son's body lying on the floor, lifeless. A tear rolled down her cheek, making a dull sound as it fell on a black membranous wing with darks red highlights. She bent down to pick it up with her twin, before approaching the corpse of the great shadow dragon, placing them gently on his mutilated chest. Caressing her son's cheek with a trembling hand, she kissed it.
"I'm sorry Aaxraxxys, I should have been there and share your fate to protect our family. At least I hope your daughter will be safe where she is, and I swear Little Sis and I will look upon her. May Asgorath grant you the peaceful rest you deserve."
On the floor, something caught her eye, an obsidian ring figuring four dragon heads encasing an amethyst...
- "Wake up Amaëlya"
At the bottom of the large mountain lake, Amaëlya opened one eye, emerging from her sleep, the familiar voice echoing in her mind.
- "Hmm! What do you want again Xy? Won't you ever let me sleep more than a decade?"
- "You've slept enough, you haven't even notice that she's arrived already for almost three years... I think it's time for you to finally go see her."
- "Oh? You really think she's ready? That she will not get mad at me?"
- "Seriously? You're a four thousand years old and you fear to meet your young granddaughter because she might get angry when she'll discover the truth? Please, what happend to the wise and fearless great amethyst wyrm that I knew?"
- "She grew up, and made many mistakes. But if you insist... I'll come."
- "Great! You'll see, you'll love this place. See you then."
She sighed, stretched to her full length, then took on the human form she used to take amongst humans, lowering the level of the lake by nearly a meter. A couple who was strolling along the shores looked at her with their mouths open, a slender figure full of a strange grace, as she emerged from the water, her long black hair with amethyst highlights revealing at times her eyes coloured as well.
Designed for RP and story-telling purposes, I'll play with this character only on non IRL mode, except for wrestling.
Even if tagged as lesbian because she is not much attracted by men, I'll be willing to roleplay with some of you guys if it fits with the mood and the situation. Trans female are welcome though.
She is a neutral mind, on the switch side, able to show kindness and strenght.
Limits being pain, harsh humiliation, bathroom play, mommy/daddy play, chocking, gore, vore.
Puedes guardar algunas notas sobre este personaje. Serás el único que podrá verlas:
