[I'm losing my shit I LOVE HIM and I LOVE THIS. I'm picturing Mushu's introduction to Mulan.]
The initial explosion of aether and flames has Felih spooking considerably, leaping back with his fur bristling, a spell burning in his hands and ready to be flung in self-defense. It all happens in a moment, and then, there is a moment of stillness.
Nidhogg is...
Felih's so incredibly stunned that the only response he can muster is a very confused and nervous laugh, the spell still balanced in a careful sphere of arcane magics in his palm.
"I-Is- is this a prank? A glamour, perhaps- who has this kind of illusion magic...?" he asks, more to himself, looking around as if waiting to find some mischievous friend pulling his leg and pulling the strings.
*sucks up whole tank of helium, screams in high pitched voice* I AM NIDHOGG!
Felih stares another few, short moments, before he murmurs, "Er... Nidhogg..." It feels... incredibly wrong to be speaking so casually to such an ancient entity, especially one filled with power and rage, but...
"You... appear to have manifested in a form much different than you are accustomed to," he finally explains, slowly letting the magic in his palm fade and whirl back into aether he returns to his own body. This... well. He's sure he can at least manage a dragon pup, if something goes wrong.
The Miqo'te folds his arms and tilts his head. "I suppose the polite thing to do would be to welcome you back to the realm of the living, yet I think you may have other thoughts..." He is wary still, not ready to step closer, but he's now considering it.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
valoirs
rip nidhogg, dravanian rage and vengeance incarnate
The initial explosion of aether and flames has Felih spooking considerably, leaping back with his fur bristling, a spell burning in his hands and ready to be flung in self-defense. It all happens in a moment, and then, there is a moment of stillness.
Nidhogg is...
Felih's so incredibly stunned that the only response he can muster is a very confused and nervous laugh, the spell still balanced in a careful sphere of arcane magics in his palm.
"I-Is- is this a prank? A glamour, perhaps- who has this kind of illusion magic...?" he asks, more to himself, looking around as if waiting to find some mischievous friend pulling his leg and pulling the strings.
*sucks up whole tank of helium, screams in high pitched voice* I AM NIDHOGG!
The dragon's boast stops short, as he becomes keenly aware of something.
"... Warrior, since when have children of man become of comparable stature to dragons?!"
BLESS I'm now really tempted to take any of Nidhogg's voice lines and edit them in a sound processor
"You... appear to have manifested in a form much different than you are accustomed to," he finally explains, slowly letting the magic in his palm fade and whirl back into aether he returns to his own body. This... well. He's sure he can at least manage a dragon pup, if something goes wrong.
The Miqo'te folds his arms and tilts his head. "I suppose the polite thing to do would be to welcome you back to the realm of the living, yet I think you may have other thoughts..." He is wary still, not ready to step closer, but he's now considering it.