Koshchei is a bit surprised to hear Kreyu call him her HUSBAND, but doesn't comment on it, and his smile to Skellig is friendly. "Thank you," he begins, sincere. "No one hurt, not in the body." He scowls. "Sorcerer use MY identity," he growls. There is a rumble like tectonic plates grinding together, the 'dragon' leaking through because he is angry. "Use to gain trust not earned, do much harm, kidnap princesses."
Kreyu frowns too, clearly angry as well. For beings like dragons, one's reputation, one's good name, is VERY important. Most supernatural beings only know one another by reputation, and it is far easier in this age for someone to steal that reputation and use it for themselves. "You will be fixing the damage he has done for decades, at best," she comments. "I'm sorry, Koshchei, that is a dreadful mess."
Koshchei nods. "They hurt in spirit though, he keep them trapped here to look at them, to HAVE, like birds in cages." His voice sinks to that rumbling of stone again with his anger.
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Date: 2024-10-05 04:38 pm (UTC)Kreyu frowns too, clearly angry as well. For beings like dragons, one's reputation, one's good name, is VERY important. Most supernatural beings only know one another by reputation, and it is far easier in this age for someone to steal that reputation and use it for themselves. "You will be fixing the damage he has done for decades, at best," she comments. "I'm sorry, Koshchei, that is a dreadful mess."
Koshchei nods. "They hurt in spirit though, he keep them trapped here to look at them, to HAVE, like birds in cages." His voice sinks to that rumbling of stone again with his anger.