Dark Lord of Passion
Thule, The Esstran Sector
The Rubat Jungle, Lower Steams
The mighty beast let out a low grumble of contentment as it lounged in the piping hot waters. It's body easing even further into a state of bliss. It was enormous, with hardened black scales and a long reptilian head. It's body was almost catlike, perhaps like a panther, though it was larger than an adult nexu. The creature rest its head partway submerged in the heated water amidst the rising and falling stonework that was surrounded by thick jungle on all sides. There, it's tail curled slightly, it allowed a small pale figure to recline against it. The strange being stretched out a long white leg, parting it from the water and letting the steam rise off their skin. A pair of glowing molten-gold eyes looked down at a luxurious body, powerful abdominal muscles present beneath picture perfect skin. The beings black hair wafted around its head, as if trapped in the water or an unseen wind.
This world had once been a desolate wasteland, only a few months before it had been dead and dying, the last of the great beasts of this world going extinct. Now, the world was a thriving jungle planet and nature had come roaring back to life. This was now a world of dangerous and powerful creatures, twisted and enhanced by the dark side. Even the very presence of the world seemed to radiate strangely, the air was not cold and stifling, but hot, humid, and filled with exhilaration among other oddly positive emotions. It was like every breath was exciting on Thule and it only took one lapse of concentration to revel in it.
The being let out a sigh and leaned back against the mighty creature, running her fingers along it's scales. "Well foo... the ship went down around here somewhere... but I haven't seen it yet," It was the voice of Darth Nwul Shasot'ari, the Lord of Passion, Steward of the Dark Side. The very being that had terraformed this world in a day. There had been a report about a ship entering Thule's atmosphere and going down abruptly over the Rubat Jungle. Nwul, curious, or perhaps bored, had taken on their female form and drifted out into the wilderness, befriending the mighty monster she was lounging with in the process.
So far, though, her efforts to satisfy her curiosity had gone unrewarded. No sign of the mysterious pilot. Not yet anyway.
Nwul's eyes drifted towards the treeline knowingly and a small smile danced on her lips, she looked back towards the beast and continued to luxuriate.
Saya Taiyou-Fyre
The Rubat Jungle, Lower Steams
The mighty beast let out a low grumble of contentment as it lounged in the piping hot waters. It's body easing even further into a state of bliss. It was enormous, with hardened black scales and a long reptilian head. It's body was almost catlike, perhaps like a panther, though it was larger than an adult nexu. The creature rest its head partway submerged in the heated water amidst the rising and falling stonework that was surrounded by thick jungle on all sides. There, it's tail curled slightly, it allowed a small pale figure to recline against it. The strange being stretched out a long white leg, parting it from the water and letting the steam rise off their skin. A pair of glowing molten-gold eyes looked down at a luxurious body, powerful abdominal muscles present beneath picture perfect skin. The beings black hair wafted around its head, as if trapped in the water or an unseen wind.
This world had once been a desolate wasteland, only a few months before it had been dead and dying, the last of the great beasts of this world going extinct. Now, the world was a thriving jungle planet and nature had come roaring back to life. This was now a world of dangerous and powerful creatures, twisted and enhanced by the dark side. Even the very presence of the world seemed to radiate strangely, the air was not cold and stifling, but hot, humid, and filled with exhilaration among other oddly positive emotions. It was like every breath was exciting on Thule and it only took one lapse of concentration to revel in it.
The being let out a sigh and leaned back against the mighty creature, running her fingers along it's scales. "Well foo... the ship went down around here somewhere... but I haven't seen it yet," It was the voice of Darth Nwul Shasot'ari, the Lord of Passion, Steward of the Dark Side. The very being that had terraformed this world in a day. There had been a report about a ship entering Thule's atmosphere and going down abruptly over the Rubat Jungle. Nwul, curious, or perhaps bored, had taken on their female form and drifted out into the wilderness, befriending the mighty monster she was lounging with in the process.
So far, though, her efforts to satisfy her curiosity had gone unrewarded. No sign of the mysterious pilot. Not yet anyway.
Nwul's eyes drifted towards the treeline knowingly and a small smile danced on her lips, she looked back towards the beast and continued to luxuriate.
Saya Taiyou-Fyre
