Ever since the slaughter in the chapel, the pink haired girl hadn’t been able to get the dragon lady out of her mind. She seemed to see her everywhere and every time she did, a smile would cross her face and a giggle would escape her lips. Cierra had never quite felt the same way towards anyone before and the girl’s curiosity had begun to turn to obsession. She wished to see her powerful new friend again and in order to do that, she’d agreed to forsake her vow to her mother and tie herself to the will of a guild. There was a time where she’d never have considered such a thing but times had changed and besides her affection for the guild master, the dual slayer had begun to feel something else. Loneliness. There was only so long that she could wander the world before being struck by that most foul of sensations and it had finally started to lurk within her. She desired companionship and perhaps something more which was what had brought her across the region of Sin and towards the guild hall that Janet had mentioned to her previously.
The trip had not been boring and the girl had enjoyed herself immensely by slaughtering every undead creature that had crossed her path. They’d been little match for someone of her strength but each kill had started to stir the carnal desire for carnage that was always bubbling underneath her sweet exterior. It had all been so much fun and by the time that she actually reached the home of Elysium, her clothing was completely covered by the remains of the creatures that she’d destroyed on her way. Not that she’d ever been too bothered about her own appearance anyway. Vanity was stupid in her opinion and a trait that she found to be very unattractive in other people, usually resulting in her caving their heads in if they didn’t knock it off quickly.
Coming up towards the large entrance of the guild, Cierra’s eyebrows rose as she surveyed the massive skull decoration placed on top, feeling a little miffed that she hadn’t been involved in killing whatever it had belonged to. The beast must have been fucking huge and the girl’s mind briefly visualised her own previous battles in the past. She’d fought some pretty big bastards but never anything with tusks like that. Perhaps it was a sign that this was the place for her. She craved the most dangerous of fights, where she could be pushed to the ultimate limits and beyond. Battle consumed her completely and the more powerful the foe, the better.
Eventually moving on, the girl would walk through the entrance and find herself in what she assumed was the guild hall itself although it seemed rather empty at the moment. Still, she kind of liked the dark and menacing décor of the place and a smile returned to her face as she took it upon herself to half a look around the hall, finding it rather difficult to stand still.
“Hello? Anyone home?” She’d ask with a giggle, pink eyes examining her new surroundings, a look of intense excitement and curiosity rapidly forming across her face.
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The trip had not been boring and the girl had enjoyed herself immensely by slaughtering every undead creature that had crossed her path. They’d been little match for someone of her strength but each kill had started to stir the carnal desire for carnage that was always bubbling underneath her sweet exterior. It had all been so much fun and by the time that she actually reached the home of Elysium, her clothing was completely covered by the remains of the creatures that she’d destroyed on her way. Not that she’d ever been too bothered about her own appearance anyway. Vanity was stupid in her opinion and a trait that she found to be very unattractive in other people, usually resulting in her caving their heads in if they didn’t knock it off quickly.
Coming up towards the large entrance of the guild, Cierra’s eyebrows rose as she surveyed the massive skull decoration placed on top, feeling a little miffed that she hadn’t been involved in killing whatever it had belonged to. The beast must have been fucking huge and the girl’s mind briefly visualised her own previous battles in the past. She’d fought some pretty big bastards but never anything with tusks like that. Perhaps it was a sign that this was the place for her. She craved the most dangerous of fights, where she could be pushed to the ultimate limits and beyond. Battle consumed her completely and the more powerful the foe, the better.
Eventually moving on, the girl would walk through the entrance and find herself in what she assumed was the guild hall itself although it seemed rather empty at the moment. Still, she kind of liked the dark and menacing décor of the place and a smile returned to her face as she took it upon herself to half a look around the hall, finding it rather difficult to stand still.
“Hello? Anyone home?” She’d ask with a giggle, pink eyes examining her new surroundings, a look of intense excitement and curiosity rapidly forming across her face.
(538 Words)
