I watched her closely. How could I not? She gave away little as she circled me as if appraising new stock at auction. It would be off pitting for some but I took it in stride. It was far from the first time I'd been appraised. Like whispers of truth or the promise of sunshine her loose clothing...
I paused a moment and held my pose as I finished an upward slash. My yellow gold eyes sharp and focused on the invisible foes that I visualized during these training sessions. Muscles taught like compression springs ready to release at a moments notice. Until the lilting feminine voice drifted...
I had to pause at the smooth bass that addressed me. One of the few beings that made me look up to them...physically. My head crest and ears pressed flat against my head as I lowered my head in respectful difference.
"You honor me, Emperor." I replied simply as I kept my head low, "If it...
I stood once more upon the sand. The hard scales of my feet were hot in the sun baked white of the training grounds. My body moved with practiced grace through the various forms. The slow deliberate movements designed to imprint them in my mind so that when the time came it would be natural. The...
Yes, I walked away from them. It was overwhelming having so many kind voices speaking at me all at once. Was it the right thing to do? Likely not in truth. The guilt of it worried at my conscience with every step but what could I do now other than find a place to hide and apologize to them later...
I watched her face pass through several changes in a short time and began to question whether or not she had bumped her small head harder than it seemed. Her eyes like golden sunlight passed through amber glass looked at me like she was trying to discover some secret.
Then she spoke, and spoke...
I stared at her a moment. The way the long mane of fur on her head was kissed by the day star, and her amber eyes not so many shades removed from his looked up at me. I could have just dropped her. I probably should have. I had no way of knowing the etiquette of the pampered. Free or not, he...
I felt a small brief pressure like being hit by a small branch in a wind storm. Instinct shouted at me that it was a poor assassin searching for a place to sheath thier dagger. I turned quickly, instinct guiding muscles with practiced speed. My large scaled hand clapped around something small...
I arrived like the fool I was. My reptilian eyes scanned the room filled with the kinds of creatures that came to these things. I had polished my steel bracers and shin guards to mirror shine. I had scrubbed the blood stains from my pale leathers in a vain attempt to apear as if I belonged in...
His wings wrapped tightly around him he continued to twirl the impossibly heavy weapon like a dancer's baton. Some primal part of him noted the bull creature was distracted and then focused on the small woman....who had also distracted herself.
Raz stopped his advance and planted the butt of...
'What is this a damn circus?' Raz thought as challengers simply jumped into the pit and started fighting. 'Honorless, mammals.'
He stepped toward the woman first and spun to drag his tail through the sand and send a cloud of course rough sand into the air. He continued his spin and whirled...
Raz turned, the sunset red of his membranous head crest showed briefly in irritation at the insult levied against him by the small pit slave. He scoffed loudly and walked to the edge of the sand to retrieve his own gladius and his double headed spear. The thick chalk white shaft of the nearly...
"There can be as many wrong reasons to do the right thing as there are stars in the sky. There might even be more than one legitimate right reason. But there is never a right reason to do the wrong thing. Not ever." -Aegis El'Sadaaweh
Raz was hot. Raz was wet. Raz was so muddy he doubted he...
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