Learning Appearances

A smirk of amusement. Hnds resting on her own hips as she would nod - the urge to laugh becoming apparent, but avoiding doing so. That feeling? Was entirely understood.

Stepping forward to gaze at the city as well.

"People are dumb. That's why I like Demon's so much...And speaking of Demon's, hello Murmux." Blinking, Alice would look the walk of the beast as her eyebrows arched.

What trouble had he gotten into today? And would it stop her from stealing her wife?


(Alice Cruor)

Trotting back into town of Eidolon, the beady eyes of Kaor glanced briefly at the corpse that was just laid around, giving such sight a large squint. Who's that that'd get killed? But it figured that this was probably for Stella or Alice to practice their necromancy, so such sight was disregarded.

Instead, it shifted towards Alice and Stella, emitting a few clicking noises.

"Yes- greetings."

With that, the Demon extended yet another portion of stones, more than likely for the building process, offering them to Stella.

"This is- for town's- expansion."
(Murmux)

Stella Cruor picks up Stone x25.

"I don't think that all of them are inheritably dumb. It's just- look at the magi, and then look at the non-magi-- most of the non-magi act like actual people, regardless of race.

They have desires, goals, emotions, and act like real human beings, but the magi? It feels as if the majority are plagued with mental illnesses."

Shifting her gaze, a small smile forms while looking at the demon.

"Ah- perfect. Thank you. Speaking of..." She shifts her gaze to the south, humming for a moment.

"Suppose I should get that Kitsune to do some clearing...and as soon as I'm done communing with the spirts is an attempt to uncover the secrets of Necromancy, I should decorate, make this place a little less...

Bland."
(Stella Cruor)

The Demon merely nodded along, its gaze trailing around the town while Stella has said that - now that there was a second thought to such, the place really did look rather dull, with no extra to it, and just a few buildings that were scattered here and there.

"Hrm--"

"Yes- people are mostly- attracted to something- that looks good. In a way- that could be a good strategy- to attract new people- to flock here."

"And that Kitsune--"

"She decided to stay here for good- after all?"
(Murmux)

"That's the plan. I've noticed how fickle and petty some people can be. Fuck, if we had the resources, I'd remodel the entire settlement- but it's too late now.

The most I can do is remove the fairy houses that prevent me from making the prison look like even less of a mess, and go from there." She rolls her shoulders, unable to hide how frustrated she's been as of late.

"It's organized, sure, but I see how little people care about even a semblance organization and proper growth. I'm glad you're around, Murmux."

She nods to his question.

"Right. She's staying. Even if her an Lucilius argue a lot, it's nice to see someone that can argue with him...without getting burned. She's bold.

I like it."
(Stella Cruor)

"We need more resources for people to come for - just chatting with us doesn't do us a lot of good, considering we're always in a bad mood. Inn's, restaraunts, brothels...." Scratching the tip of her nose, it was hard to not notice the forming smirk at that last one.

Knowing very well it would be objected to, a sigh following as she leaned against the lamp post and dropped her hand.

Thinking back to the day prior.

"She seems good. I appreciate her presence - very nice seeming woman...Hard to think of her as older than me, even if she looks it."

A tiny chuckle chasing it before she went quiet again, letting the two speak.
(Alice Cruor)

Now that the topic was slowly shifting towards Lucilius and his antics, the Demon couldn't help but cackle at that - the young man was certainly infamous for his behaviour whenever it comes to social interactions, one could argue that he genuinely has mental disorder of sort.

But what does it really matter? For as long as he remains useful, there's no point in actually giving him much trouble over that quirk of his. At least, Murmux never had to do it. Probably one of the perks of being a Demon.

"Krekhekhekhe--"

"Yes- Lucilius is- an odd one. I do not know- why he is so eccentric- but there's clearly use- to him. He does fight for us- and comes out victorious- mostly."

With a pause, it added.

"As for that Kitsune--"

"She is- slightly misguided- in my opinion. But that- can always be fixed- so it does not matter in a greater picture of things."
(Murmux)

"No! No brothels. None of that. I don't give a damn about what the people of Eidolon do with their bodies, but I do not want to attract those kinds of people. When Zheng falls, I do not want them coming here."

She roll she neck, several loud cracks emerge from her attempts to adjust herself.

"...and yes, he is very useful. Despite his apparent...illness, he's a good soldier. Loyal, fights for the cause, and on the very rare chance hat I have to hold him back...for the sake of self preservation-- he listens.

He's a good boy."

Again, she agrees with the demon.

"From what I've seen, that is the case, but...she'll learn. One way or another. Like we all have."
(Stella Cruor)

"Hrm…"

The words of apparent satisfaction that humans have been bringing to themselves over the use of places such as brothel weren't exactly familiar to the Demon. Probably that's for good though, considering that such aspect of humanity wasn't exactly appealing.

Nonetheless, it decided to ask.

"What is-- are- brothels?"

"What do they- do?"
(Murmux)

...Instant regret - the table had been turned almost immediately and she would have to explain to the Demon, in as few words possible, about the function of brothels. A thin lipped frown rested on her face as she stared to Murmux, an expression that seemed like she was spilling top secret information.

"...They are a cavern of degeneracy - Humans sell their bodies, and others buy, to satisfy carnal desire. It's a den of darkness, and while a lucrative business - lacks dignity, poise and honor.

...Merely a jest - I would never let one open here."

Squinting just a bit - she hoped the explanation was well, looking over to Stella with a stale expression.

It seemed that explanations regarding sex were becoming a daily occruance..
(Alice Cruor)


Stella Cruor says, "A whorehouse, Murmux."
Lucilius chokes.
(Lucilius)


Stella Cruor says, "It's a whorehouse."

Alice Cruor says, "Wha-"

Alice Cruor exclaims, "Murmux doesn't know what a whore is!"

Alice Cruor exclaims, "He's pure!"

Stella Cruor says, "Murmux eats people."

Alice Cruor says, "Yeah and I revive them, and I'm basically a nun."
That's slightly a lot of information coming in at once.

Whorehouse, and their trade? Degeneracy, and where people sell their bodies? Carnal desires? Did humans even experience such, to begin with? Based on its own perception of the world, Demon felt no such thing, and assumed that such was extending to all other beings that even exist.

To hear otherwise... dreadful.

"This brothel thing- sounds... like a bad- investment- if people delve into degeneracy- in there. The likes of Inoa- had lost their battle to me- because they were delving into degeneracy."

"Hrm…"

"Why do humans- even experience this?"
(Murmux)

-- This conversation was sinful.

Pushing a hand outwards from beneath his cloak as hands worked to gently press against either side of his earmuffs with every word spoken. The questions Murmux had asked all the same only adding ontop of what degeneracy was already being spoken of.

"We... Are not building a whorehouse, far too loud. Tools for... Pleasure, do not help us in..." His words found themselves trailing off as slowly but surely that silence once more overtook him. Nothing more than gentle murmurs and whispers all coming to escape him, as but a single sentence rang audible once more.

"It does not help us win... Conflicts, eradicate noise."

Useless, all the same.
(Lucilius)

"From a purely biological standpoint, it's to keep the species alive. We mate, we breed, and we continue to exist. The reason why it feels so euphoric for doing so, is likely so that we're more inclined to act on our lust." There isn't really any reason to hold her tongue about this.

"It's why Alice is an ideal partner. I don't find most people attractive, but the distractions that come about from our relationship don't result in children- which are loud, obnoxious, annoying, and time consuming.

I've a settlement to lead, and I don't have time for that shit."

She nods, one of those rare times she agrees with Lucilius.

"No, Lucilius. It doesn't help us win, and while we do need numbers-- we do not need to fill the city with those sorts of people.

If anything, the only benefit I see to building a brothel...is to erect one nearby, lure Zheng and weak-willed Vikings into the building...

...and burn it to the ground."
(Stella Cruor)

That much made sense to the Demon.

People are acting on their desires and lust, and can even be lured into doing what others want through such act? That's something to consider for the Demon once it acquires a new form as Archon... especially considering that's yet another form of manipulation.

"Hrm--"

"How often do people- fall for this trick? And how often- do they actually- perform what others want- if they had fallen for them?"

One could almost question why exactly Demon is asking such things, but considering that the ascension of one was near, perhaps someone could figure it out after all.

Just maybe.
(Murmux)

A drop of her head, and a tiny sigh as Lucilius got going - making a mental note, jotting it down, to not make mild jokes. It would spur conversations such as these - and a tiny squint was thrown the way of Lucilius.

The girl having been smiling at Stella calling her the ideal partner, but otherwise? Avoiding that additional conversation very well.

"Stella mentioned making the place more attactive to look at - and I mentioned we needed more public buildings. The Dojo isn't put much to use, we kill too much to have prisoners, and the poor Church is dusty.

The Brothel thing was a joke, but we should consider a Bar and an Inn. They don't help us win wars, but they make our city seem more attractive, bringing in more people which can fight for us.

If that last battle told us anything? Our numbers were low - and I don't know why most of them simply stood idly by, but I know it was to our success. Had all attacked? We'dbe dead."

And then a blink, her gaze turning back towards Murmux - eyebrow twitching as she imagined the Demon thinking this idea was good.

An Archon running a brothel, what a thought.

"..Er...relatively often those actions are preformed - Brothels manipulate that Human instinct to breed, which has pleasure involved.

...Apparently Jianghu settlements were big on them - but pleasure between two people? Isn't a trick. Just the whorehouses."
(Alice Cruor)

The beady eyes of a Demon have shifted themselves towards Alice, a few clicking noises being made while it watched the girl.

Honestly? It was hard to imagine Murmux as anything attractive, even if it ascends to Archon - right now, the Demon was a literal embodiment of someone's nightmare that involved a large Insectoid and a buzzing swarm, and the scars that marred its body only reinforced such terrifying sight.

But for it, to rely on lust of people to manipulate them? That's something new. That's something rich.

"I do not intend- to actually give people- what they want- if they fall for such lust."

"From what I'm hearing- based on your words- it can be pretty easy to manipulate people- thinking that you truly cherish them- thinking that you want them- thinking that they are wanted."

"But in fact- humans seem to pursue- this love- this sort of compassion and companionship--"

"-- and to some- it can be their doom."

"So I considered- how to project myself- with my Ascension. This could be- a useful trick."
(Murmux)

-- Homes.

Hands once pressed over his ears now found themselves so quickly falling as the mention of expansion seemed only to ring clear in his mind. Lacking what seemed only entertainment and homes all in the very same action, missing what truly made a budding city into what it truly could be.

"We lack homes above all else. Places for newcomers to claim, to remain and make this land their own." His words spoken with a sharp nod to follow as such a lack of basic necessities was beginning to turn others away from them. Sleeping on the streets, such hadn't ever seemed fitting for any of their own.

"We should... Focus on homes, have such act as our... Expansion."

Needed, more than needed.
(Lucilius)

"...Murmux, if you want a better answer to the question- ask Nerissa. If it weren't for her...ways, I doubt she'd be alive and well right now, and from what I've heard? She actually hasn't slept with anyone." A heavy sigh spills from her lips. For a moment, she considered the words of Murmux, and couldn't come up with any sort of bug girl that she'd find remotely attractive.

Fox girls? Wolf girls? Cat girls? Fish that shouldn't have mammaries? She could understand why people could possibly find them attractive, but...

A cockroach girl? A beetle girl?

The very thought made her sick.

"Right. Some people do crave affection and attention, and will do just about anything to get it. It's why sins of Evny exist. Little attention whores."

She shrugs.

"Houses tend to be the first thing that make settlements look awful, and- not much point in building homes that could be destroyed with ease. We need a tavern, and have for a while. We'd already have one of it weren't for the prison and Hall of Remembrance.

...though, having room for houses and a place for people to enjoy their privacy is understandable."
(Stella Cruor)


Stella Cruor says, "Speaking of."

Stella Cruor says, "Lucilius, there has been something bothering me for a long while."

Lucilius asks, "Hm?"

Stella Cruor says, "Fairy homes are stopping me from connecting the streets, and improving the cities layout."

Stella Cruor says, "I need you to burn them down."

Lucilius asks, "Where are they?"

Lucilius says, "I'll handle them."

Stella Cruor says, "There is one near the prison. Close to the spirit tree."

Lucilius says, "Ah."
"Krekhekhekhe--"

The mere thought of luring someone into such trap, if only to close it shut and essentially eat them up alive has been bringing joy to the Demon. If some people, such as Durara, have easily fallen for Nerissa's trick, it only meant that humans were indeed easily manipulated at their core.

And that meant there's more space for the Demon to act.

"Yes- I will need to observe- to experience- to see what people like the most."

But the Ascension of Demons often comes from their experience too, not just their will, that much Kaor knew about. For some reason, its gaze has fallen upon Stella and Alice at once, somewhat inquisitive of their features.

And a shocking claim was made.

"You two- have faces- that would be nice- to wear."

"You mentioned- that you two- are to never have a child. Yet I am curious- how your mixed traits- quirks- personality- attributes- would look like--"

"Mixed... together..."

Murmux had no moral bounds. It saw earlier how some were leering at either of them, or considered them attractive. In Demon's eyes? That was more than justifying to practically--

Steal their appearances in the future.

"How many people- come up to you with- such desires?"
(Murmux)

"Nobody."

Sharp and abrupt - seeming suddenly cold and serious at the mention of someone potentially approaching Stella with such desires. Protective and glaring before Alice would cough and look away, clearly embarassed by her sudden rudeness.

"..Nobody approaches me I mean - I'm not particularly attractive, and the only one that approached me with such desires was an older woman when I was fifteen.

Otherwise? Only Stella - Human's choose permanent partners to rely on, an ally of sort they can live their lives with and share in those desires - and other victories in life. When that happens, they tend to not let others approach them in such a way."

Smiling at this thought, Alice would side glance Stella before walking around to stand behind the woman - a hand raised, around her face.

Abruptly placed under her chin to tilt her head around for Murmux.

"Yes it's quite the face isn't it? She's rather lovely - a beauty unparalleled, one of the most gorgeous in all the land. Surely a Demon such as yourself, seeking the thrones of perfection, can tell the difference between her classy and lovely aesthetic compared to my boring and plain one.

I do believe mixing my appearance with her own would result in the loss of quality, a useless endeavour.

...And people would think you're our daughter."

A small pout at the thought - looking around Stella towards Murmux with a slight lean to her posture to do so.
(Alice Cruor)

Closely inspecting them both, the Demon pondered - was it truly that way as Alice described, or she was protecting her mate this way? Could be even both, in fact, and perhaps Alice was not considered a beauty by human standards.

Fortunately or not, Murmux couldn't tell.

"Hrm- I see."

"In that case- I will consider- mixing her appearance- with someone else. I do not wish- for a complete copy- of identity."

"Yet at the same time- I do not wish- to gain an appearance- that does not seem very unattractive. I need something- to successfully lure people with."

"Perhaps-- even assist me- in keeping them loyal to me."

"Hhhhhhhhhhh--"

At thought with such outcome, the Demon's beady eyes glanced at surrounding places. This could be treated as casual conversation between them, but in reality? Murmux had far more ulterior motives, malicious ones at that.

"What is- your perfection- Alice?"

"Besides- Stella."
(Murmux)

She doesn't mind being forced to look a Murmux. Small is the smile that graces her visage. Where she lacked certain feminine qualities, Alice is correct to point out her face. Lips attuned to symmetry, natural blushed features, skin with no blemishes- a side effect of her magic.

"Murmux. I hate to hinder you with such an annoyance, but Alice is self-conscious when it comes to her appearance. She's quite attractive, and part of the reason why people refrain from approaching- is because of what I've done to those who get a little to close to her for their own good." She rolls her eyes, growing annoyed that she has to explain this to the demon.

"If you wanted to use our features to lure someone, I will be blunt...and tell you what people seem to enjoy the most out of me, and what people tend to admire about Alice.

Only if you truly care to hear about something so...

Human and degenerate."
(Stella Cruor)

The Demon, in fact, had little care for such degenerate acts - there was little to no morality on its mind, and in fact, none.

Luring people in for its own benefits, and fooling them into falling for a Demon, then using them for its own gain? Consider it done. Slaughtering and devouring countless people? Easily done too. Crushing down the dreams of its kind in Gaiar, and devouring one of its kin right infront of another? That's something Murmux already did before.

And if it had to hear out what exactly humans appreciate in their appearance, that's just another milestone to greatness.

"Yes- do tell me- what is it- that they appreciate- in your appearance."

"I wish to hear it- all of it. To the smallest detail- and make sure- to be as vivid as possible- and do not miss out a single detail."

As creepy as it sounded, Murmux was truly determined to actually abuse appearance in the future for its own gain. Oh woe for those unfortunate that would fall for the spider's trap.

"I am- listening."
(Murmux)

Pouting a little, they would certainly be a clear clash - Stella's smaller frame, and Alice's taller much curvier frame restricted by the armor making them nearly complete opposites. Even with Alice's words, she was certainly attractive, though it wasn't like Murmux could tell.

"If you mixed us, I am sure you would be met with decent results Murmux - beauty is one thing, but you require an elegance as well. Attitude dictates a lot of human attraction - and I think you would have no problem with that...I myself am considering a new look.

Something to make that Necromancer side of me stand out..."

A gesture to her boring black armor, and then eyes wandering over to Stella - squinting at the degenerate part, face flushing just a little.

...What could she possibly say? A tiny cough came from Alice as she braced herself, eyeing Murmux with a certain degree of caution now.

Hopefully Stella didn't give him the wrong idea...

"A-As for what I believe perfection is? Ascension..Similar to yourself. As you want to meet the thrones of an Archon, I want to reach the heights of a Lich. M-My Perfection is what I imagine myself being when I am at that point.

Aside from Stella, of course, who is already perfect."

And a mumble to go quiet, eyeing Stella from the side. Waiting for her to speak.
(Alice Cruor)

"Murmux- when it comes to personalities, you have to gauge the person you're attempting to sway." Waving her hand towards Alice, she opts to use her lover as an example of this. "For someone interested in shy submissive girls, you could play the role of Alice-- a kissass. Fake a smile, act subservient, give the interested party what they want--

A belief that they have power over you- as power itself can be a fetish." Directing her index at her chest, Stella now points to herself. "In my case? Those that have interest in me typically do so for one of two reasons. The first being that- I'm opinionated, and have some semblance of power. That is attractive to some folk. The second?"

She shifts the pointing finger, directing at her rosy red lips. They curl, faking a smile, as if to accent her point. "People love to look at a pretty face."

Up until now, everything seemed tame. No hint of degeneracy or sinful discussions.

"But-"

Unfortunately, this is about to change.

"Getting the personality down is only required for high stakes targets. People with morals, people in positions of power, people with some amount of self respect. For the majority, what you need is simple-- proportions, and a willingness to show just enough to tease, but not enough to give them what they want."

Stella's hands curl around straps that hold Alice's armor in place. Tugging, she forces the metal to unveil her frame, leaving her lover standing there in only a loose shirt. Fingers curl around the loose cloth, forcing the thin fabric to cling to her frame.

"See these? Humans like these. Some like them large, some like small, but if you want to lure in the most- you need make your targeted demographic the majority- just the handful of miscreants that would argue over what size of breast is the best."

It's only fair is Stella does something similar. While some may consider it degrading, this is all in effort to push Murmux to become a greater demon- to become an Archon.

"Now-" Spinning upon her heel, the woman's back is turned towards the beast. Ever so slightly she bends, showing off the massive rump within her dress- clinging so tight that it leaves little to the imagination.

"Where Alice has proportions, here is where I excel- in size, and shape. When the poor fool you ensnare watches you walk away, you must give them something worth staring at when you depart."




(Stella Cruor)

That was a lot of information to take in.

Certainly, humans had odd standards of beauty, but the Demon was learning. Its beady eyes were set upon Stella the entire time that she explained herself, only sometimes shifting towards Alice whenever the attention was instead shifted to her lover - if only to display what exact traits humans go for.

It made little sense to Demon as exactly why humans value specific traits, although some others, such as self-respect and position of power - it made perfect sense to Murmux. Power being attractive was no news for the Insectoid, and the understanding came rather easy at the mention of such.

"So it is about- drawing attention- catering to their desire- but then leaving them deprived of it- never enough- so that they come for more."

"It sounds rather- easy... if that's all it takes- in order to bait the human- into following- if only to devour them later on--"

"-- it appears my bounty will be ripe- with my ascension. Krekhekhe--"

But a pause was made while Stella explained the rest. It seemed that attractive facial structure is all that the Demon really needed, and the rest of traits were just a bonus. The golden middle was probably a solution, and Murmux would need to settle for that when picking the appearance for Ascension.

Yet, the decision of appearance was laid not only upon the Demon alone, but also on its experiences and reflection of what it saw and what it learned. That's why their appearances were useful to take in, as a future model.

"This begins- to make sense to me-"

"According to what you said- yes- the likes of Alice- should be attractive to humans- and humanoids. I suppose- people do not approach her- as she claimed--"

"-- because she lacks- in confident personality."

"Yes?"
(Murmux)

As Stella explained, Alice seemed to be relieved that it was only a conversation - enjoying that it was a simple one, one that was just going over the various aspects of personality! A relief, she wasn't going to be made a display of infront of the Demon she respected! What a relief indeed, Alice smiling as she stood in the home.

Enjoying them overwhelming smell of bleach as a few idle undead chattered off in the corner, enjoying a delicious cup of tea that was absolutely useless to them - their noises inaudible, and clearly not a language, but they seemed to understand eachother, mostly.

And then her armor was ripped down - and Alice would grow wide eyed as her frame was revealed. Only a loose fitting white muscle shirt and pair of black shorts to restrain her, the girl seeming clearly to not be interested in wearing such things as bra's - useless to her, considering she was always armored.

Much more curvy than one would believe thanks to that restrictive armor - figure in full display to the Demon as she fought the urge to cover herself, following Stella's orders.

Though one may notice a sudden glare to the two Undead - both of which snapped to attention and hurried off, accidentally dropping their tea cup to send it shattering onto the floor below.

Both hurrying out of the room.

"T-That being said, manipulation is about balance - you see, you have Nerissa who is over encumbered. H-Her breasts are far too large, and attract a certain demographic, but mine are just under what would be considered /too large/.

Stella's butt? Is also in that category, and is quite lovely - it's as beautiful as one gets...My frame is m-more equaled out, but hers is more focused on a single asset - so it focuses the gaze.

There are different approaches, but it's always good to be well rounded."

A face flushed with embarassment - it was uncertain exactly why she was embarassed infront of a Demon of all things. Cheeks red and head down, Alice would fidget and turn, glaring at the carpet which was slightly faded due to constant cleaning.

What a day.

What a situation.

Life is suffering.
(Alice Cruor)

"Correct. In the end, it's usually pretty simple. I'm sure you'll find plenty to eat." Rising from her current position, a soft breath of relief spills from her lips.

Never again.

"Personality, and because I've maimed more than a few that had their eyes on her." There, she admits, there is a vague flaw within her desire for Alice. Human emotion could be rather hindering at times, but she couldn't keep denying who she is- or what it is that she wants. Alice is hers.

"..and Alice? No need to be embarrassed. Keep in mind- I'm not showing you off like a piece of eye candy. I'm showing you off to help with Murmux's ascension.

We are assisting our ally in attaining more power. Nothing more. Nothing less. Now- get dressed so we can head back to the square.

I fear leaving Lucilius there alone for too long."
(Stella Cruor)

Despite the fluster or embarrassment that Alice could be experiencing, on Demon's side, there was nothing. It felt no such emotion, no such craving, no such desire - the only reason it was here is to acknowledge what is deemed attractive by human standards.

Otherwise? The creature is as apathetic as you can get.

Acknowledging what sort of features the Demon should be on the lookout for while shapeshifting into Archon, now it was bearing such information within its mind, clearly to use as a future reference. For now, this was out of the way, and Murmux had no other questions that piqued its interest.

"Yes- this shall suffice- for my transformation."

"I think I will be settling- for an appearance- that equals out- such traits. It appears- as the most common practice- the most common way to attract someone- and with this- I will be able to lure- the biggest amount of people--"

"-- into their certain death."

A quiet cackle followed from the Insectoid, and with a groom of its mandibles, it decided to follow out towards the exit. There was no other reason to linger here, the Demon has already discovered what it wanted to know.

"Leaving Lucilius alone- could be a bad idea- yes."

"Then let us- get going."
(Murmux)

A head dropped in shame and embarassment as she would nod - eyeing Murmux for just the moment before she would crouch and pick up her armor; continuing to get dressed as her face stayed a bright shade of scarlet.

It was difficult to have been exposed infront of her future Archon ally, but she hoped he at least learned a lesson from this - and was thankful that Stella didn't raise her shirt infront of the beast.

That would have been a new level of shame.

With quick pulls, the armor would be strapped back on - restricting her form and womanly assets once more until she was back to looking like her normal self, the cloak raised from the floor to be thrown back around her form.

Alice fixing her hair out from under it.

"Remember as well Murmux, there are little features like n-...Nose shapes and such you have to get exactly right - when you ascend, you'll need to catch all of these pictures. Look at picture books and human anatomy tolearn what makes a woman.

That way you can easier replicate it."

No chance in hell she was saying what she wanted to say, and instead walked forward with a still scarlet face.

Shaken from this experience.

Knowing it would be brought up in a hundred years when they were all power Archons and Liches.
(Alice Cruor)