trans_9 | she's a maneater; make you work hard, make you spend hard

Who: Crematia and YOU
Where: Everywhere in the City level, take your pick
Summary: Crematia goes on a stroll. Naked.
Warnings: She is quite possibly the most awful person to grace your presence. Expect her to fling mockery from her behalf, threats, temper tantrums, to even possibly bodily and emotional harm. Watch out.

Crematia misses her lair greatly. She misses fire and the sulfuric stench, the heat, the danger, everything of Darklady Mountain. And no words, not even the most awful curses uttered from demons from the Abyss, can fully convert her contempt and hatred for this place. She despises it so much, she spits fire everywhere, hoping the buildings will catch fire. Of course, they never do, as Stacy - Crematia hates Stacy as much as she hates Aurican - will find a way to stop her fire and try to discipline Crematia.

Really, what is it and these stupid lesser beings that don't understand she is better than any of them? It is not a hard concept to understand.

Which is why Crematia is walking around in the City level in human form, completely nude. In her logic, if no one will see her something to revered then she is something to be remembered.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Kang didn't give one shit about nudity. The only reasons he wore clothes were because he'd picked it up from the humans, pockets were useful, and it made him look more respectful in humans' eyes. He also didn't want to deal with the stupid questions about his anatomy that some liked to ask.

He wasn't attracted to other races, either. Some draconians were, but he'd never seen the appeal. Seeing Crematia walking around naked only got a small twinge from the Fairplay memories, but he'd gotten much, much better at pushing those down and ignoring them.

"You're going to upset the humans walking around like that," Kang said, somewhat amused. "They have ridiculous notions about modesty."

"Oh my," she says, her tone acidic. "Humans are just above my mistress, whatever should I do to get their approval?"

She casts Kang a disdained look. "Why would you care about those welps think?"

"I know better than to think you actually care about the humans, or what they think. Lucky for you, there's no public indecency laws."

"Public indecency?"

THAT MAKES NO SENSE.

Kang shrugged. "The modesty thing. On a lot of versions of Earth, public indecency laws penalize humans who walk around partially or completely naked."

"That sounds grossly unreasonable. What's next, they put on costumes for their dogs and cats?"

Lesser beings are so stupid.

"Some do, on occasion," Kang laughed. "The animals look ridiculous."

"That is stupid. Seems to give the beast more dignity by eating it."

Crematia: the newest face in PETA's campaigns. Or whatever is left of PETA in this universe.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Kang snorted. "I never was much of a pet person anyways."

"I am. I had pet tribal chiefs. They were always considerate."

But no one here is adequate enough to be her pet. Boo.

Kang quirked an eyebrow ridge slightly. He wasn't very fond of the idea of people being considered pets. It reminded him too much of the treatment of his own race over the years. But, he knew better than to say anything about it to a volatile red dragon. It was probably a good idea to change subjects.

"Things have changed drastically since your time. My offer still stands to help catch you up on what's happened, and to also explain some of the technology on this ship."

"What happened after the war?" Crematia jumps to the offer. She's curious of the existence of this being, how he shares the same scales as Crucible. She never seen or heard his like before. "Last thing I remembered I was in Darklady Mountain."

"I'm not sure exactly how far back you're from. Do you know the name Huma?"

"No. Should I?"

Good thing she doesn't know Huma, or otherwise every time she hears his name she will go on a weeklong rant on how dare he attack her precious mother of darkness, goddamn him.

Kang watched Crematia carefully as he answered. "He was a human Knight of Solamnia that defeated the Dark Queen during the Third Dragon War. She was made to swear an oath that her dragons would leave the world entirely "so long as it remained whole", if the metallics would leave as well. So, for a couple of thousand years, there were no dragons. It was long enough that people came to believe that it was just a myth."

Crematia is actually, for the most part, very quiet. It is not the pleasant type of quiet, no, it was more like the type you might see with tigers and how they plan to ambush their prey. There was only one war in Crematia's memory, the war she started. The First Dragon War.

So there was a second war, obviously with Crematia as the spearhead once again. (Kang never specified, but she can fill the blanks in easily.) But it failed, obviously. How, she has no clue, but she suspect that magic was involved, like it did in her previous campaign. From the odd creature's words, it sounded like she somehow managed to free her kin-dragons from the dragon gems somehow, which pleases her. The red matriarch never heard of Solamnia, so she assumed that it was formed after her time. Something must have happened to the elves if this country of men - she assumed to be men - that made them stronger than the elves, strong enough for her kin to direct their attacks on them.

However, she can feel something strange yet familiar inside of her growing. It is similar to her rage she normally feels, but not quite. It's different. Heated, yet muted. A growing power that is cold and void. This is not like the hatred and rage she normally feels on a good day, no, this is different.

The knowledge that some puny mortal actually harmed her mother finally hits her. That somehow this Knight cornered her great and terrible mistress into a corner, so much so that Takhisis, Queen of Darkness, was forced to made an oath. Whatever that was that can make Takhisis swear to is a mystery to Crematia. To the well-being of her children? No, that's laughable.

What can the queen of the Abyss swear to, when she holds all of the condemned and the darkened and the blasphemous in her hand? What is the higher power or higher persuasion that can force Crematia's mother into leaving the world entirely?

Amidst with her terrible, cold rage is an undercurrent of unease, which Creamtia casts aside as something worthless. Not important. Who or what Takhisis swears to is not the most important question, but rather -

"But the oath broke."

"The world broke," Kang nodded. "A nation called Istar formed, and it became an empire. Mortals became too proud, and angered the gods. One, the Kingpriest, tried to rid the world of all that was evil. He tried to exterminate entire races that he deemed not good enough, and even attacked the magic-users in his fear of anything he didn't understand. The gods, all of them, tried to warn him, but he misunderstood in his hubris and demanded to be made a god as well, to assist Paladine in the fight against evil. He didn't seem to think Paladine was doing a decent enough job."

He smiled wryly. "The gods threw a fiery mountain down on Krynn, completely destroying Istar and turning it into a sea. No place in the world escaped unscathed; new mountains were formed and port towns ended up hundreds of mile from water."

"She's always been good at finding loopholes that suit her purposes."

she's a maneater; make you work hard, make you spend hard

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject