Re: The Feasting Hall (ToC IC Fun)
For a moment she did nothing. The dragoness simply stood there in her resplendent armor, her eyes closed and a frown gracing her lips as her mind simply swam in every direction it could following that odd bit of dizziness she felt as she overlooked Ochre. But as that mind cleared odd thoughts and recollections started to bombard her. Visions of vampires and angels, of monstrous bug women and even more monstrous shadows, of the strong and the weak and all the battles fought between them all, and... and that damned idiot...
Gods, Alex really could have gone without remembering him.
But such was life, and as her senses finally came into focus the warrior let her eyes wander while false memories assaulted her mind. Her frown deepened a bit, the hall in which she sat impossibly vast and filled with warriors of every sort. Masters of blade and magic and powers beyond comprehension sat beside mundane soldiers that were most likely far more experienced than she, and as the supped together she could catch tales of valor and victory and the struggles that led to both.
This seemed like an impossible realm, a custom world created at some god's whim, and at that Alex couldn't help but let out her exasperation.
"Someone is playing games with me again..." There was no telling just who had done it this time, but with the memories of an equally impossible island returning from the nothingness from which they were born the dragon knew one thing. This wasn't really her.
No, some being of power was looking to have fun, and somehow Alexandra had caught their eye and caused them to create an aspect of the dragon for everyone to enjoy. Unfortunately that aspect had been used once before by some other god or daemon or whatever the hell ruled here, so it let the woman realize just what her plight was and how she had no real connection to her true self.
Or maybe someone was just to lazy to find someone else. Whatever circumstances led her hear Alex decided to make the most of it. If someone wished her to battle then so be it. She would fight and show her captor just how powerful she could truly be.
"Hey, make some room." But in the meantime she would enjoy herself, and what better way than to take a seat and enjoy part of the feast surrounding her? Maybe some of these people would like to hear a tale of her own. The mad angel Dina, the thwarting of the Autumn Queen's conspiracy, the death of a fullblood dragon at her own hands... any one of those would probably earn her at least some respect.