[private] Desolation comes upon the sky // Leilan

[Scorch]

WATCH THE FLAMES CLIMB HIGH INTO THE NIGHT

He quipped easily about bringing his father back from the afterlife, and internally, Scorch smirked. Don't get your hopes up, silly woman, came Toni's baritone; but her hopes were already sky-high, and indeed her schemes did, too. But her face remained impassive throughout the comment, ears forward-tipped, hiding the fact that indeed the miracle of her rebirth would not be the only one if she had anything to say about it.

Leilan's jestering slowed at the next topic, however, and Scorch allowed her head to lower slightly in mourning, though she agreed with his assessment of the situation: Wrynn couldn't be dead, otherwise they'd be able to communicate. Still, they both felt the beautiful girl's absence like a pain in their side. "She's out here somewhere," came Scorch's voice, quiet but reassuring. "With the way you children are coming out of the woodwork these days, it's only a matter of time before she reappears, too."

Shaking her hammer head, the mare cleared such tragic thoughts from her mind, concentrating instead on the more fun and light-hearted conversation of Ischia - though in truth, the topic happened to be more serious and political than Scorch let on. A foxy grin coloured her expression, lips wrinkling up her hairless skin. "If you're the son I raised, knew, and loved for a lifetime, then you won't be disappointed." Her eyes twinkled mischievously, changing colours rapidly like rushing water. "And though it's a long journey, I think you'll find it greatly worthwhile."

Scorch

Once Khaleesi of the Amazon Jungle

@[Leilan]