NPC K'oan of brown Xycerith
Xycerith couldn't help but feel a stab of disappointment. He slowed, hovering on great wings - throat and hearts burning. It was hard not to just droop exhausted on his ledge and nurse aching wings and sore pride at a queen who seemed unimpressed by her adoring faire of suitors. She might not have noticed him, but Xycerith certainly had… his eyes whirling appreciatively at the bronze.
Kurath was no queen, but he has flown his hearts out. Outperforming, outmaneuvering.. but one couldn't argue with the wiles of a golden heart.
You've flown far - flown so well Kurath. He glided gently into snatching claws. And for that you deserve a prize, don't you think?
Xycerith couldn't help but feel a stab of disappointment. He slowed, hovering on great wings - throat and hearts burning. It was hard not to just droop exhausted on his ledge and nurse aching wings and sore pride at a queen who seemed unimpressed by her adoring faire of suitors. She might not have noticed him, but Xycerith certainly had… his eyes whirling appreciatively at the bronze.
Kurath was no queen, but he has flown his hearts out. Outperforming, outmaneuvering.. but one couldn't argue with the wiles of a golden heart.
You've flown far - flown so well Kurath. He glided gently into snatching claws. And for that you deserve a prize, don't you think?
Prism Shine