She was a soldier with a stonecold heart. A warrior when she fought. A goddess when she smiled. Kings have fallen across the ages for such a smile. A smile made to destroy worlds and rebuild them.
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@DeathsCourier_ Keely followed the stench of death. Even after all these centuries, she still did her duty to take the souls of warriors to ValHalla. She maybe not be welcome in those halls anmore after she was turned but she still did her duty. >
@DeathsCourier_ < Valhalla. She had done her duty.
Turning to the mortal she smirked. "You've just witnessed the divine. Don't squander it."
Tossing him a small medallion she began to walk back towards the city. Her hunger dated and her duty done she >
@DeathsCourier_ < Her lips parted on a smirk as she heard his foot falls behind her.
She was fed and now she was eager to take the soul where it needed to go. She didn't like dealing eh her kind more than she had to. This human was only partially human. >
@MusesOfTenebras < centuries. He hadn't changed. But oh had she. She was no longer adverse to who or what she was. Thanks to him she was able to be all she could.
@MusesOfTenebras < hated that most of them involved her with /him/. Sensing him before she heard him she turned to smile at him.
"A snack or a meal?" She licked her lips and let her gaze wander over her friend. He had helped her considerably over the >