Rage huffed, panting heavy as both it and Ell kept their eyes on Vinny. Unmoving. Watching for their next move.
She couldnt tell them to run. Part of her didnt want to watch them leave when they still called her so sweetly. Even looking like this monster.
All she could do was stand and watch.

Hot tears streaks down the rocky lines of her cheeks, the halla like skull of Rage's form encasing her.
She could feel rage still boiling in her skin, still looking for more. If Vinny approached she wasnt sure she'd be able to keep them safe, from *her*.
She wouldnt be able to live if she hurt them

Vinny calls her name and every part of her wants to reach out to them. Aching to have them close again before Rage shrieks at their approach, Lava spitting from their mouth, still riding the high from the bloodbath they'd just created as the bodies burned and smoke filled the space.

Her legs squeezed together on instinct, want pooling in between her legs more with every kiss, squirming against Shiv's hold of her arm as she debated escaping her hold.
"T-that's just the sample taste, there's.. much more than that" she whispered in a low sultry tone.

Ellisia shivers at Shiv's hot breathe against her ear, a smirk pulling at the corner of her mouth as she swallows. Before she can form a response Shiv's lips are on her neck, a low gasp escaping Ellisia's lips as she leans into Shiv's touch.
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She could sense something in Lorelei too, but whether that waa just due to the strange nature of magic or the fact she was from another world than her own, Ellisia couldnt tell.

A wave of embarrassment settled into the now pink tips of her ears as she continued walking to avoid Lorelei's gaze and compose herself, walking a step ahead as she shifted the conversation.
"And... how is it you could sense it? Rage I mean. It's unusual that many can."
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Ellisia couldnt help the crinkle of her nose, her eyebrows still furrowed in concern as Lorelei so easily showed a sign of faith in Ellisia's abilities. Stronger than any she held herself. She wasnt sure how to respond, stilled as they stood in the crossroads. After a moment she cleared her throat.

Rage's heat had already began to close the wounds on instinct, boiling in her blood.

As if to poorly disguise her actions, she approached the man, attempting to look as casual as possible as she spoke.

"Quite the shop you have here… Did… did you acquire these items yourself?"

She cursed softly under her breathe as she inspected the small cuts along her fingers.

That'd teach her not to touch things mindlessly… or so one might think.
She watched the blood roll down the side of her fingers, glancing back to see if her poor decision making had been noticed.

Still standing tall, its strings torn, some missing all together.
Before she really knew what she was doing, Ellisia's hand reached out, fingers trailing the edge of a broken string before hissing, pulling her hand back and a pearl of blood formed.

That was until she glanced around the shop away, more as to not linger on the shopkeep too long. There, gathering dust in s dark corner of the shop, something pulled her, something that looked like it once commanded rooms. She stepped toward it carefully.

A Golden Harp.

She couldn't help but watch him for a moment, eyes drawn to the vibrant red of his eye, matching the glittering red that made up one of his horns. She watched as he tinkered with an assortment of items, totally lost in her initial curiosities that had brought her here in the first place.

Ellisia's head whipped round at the sound of someone now present on the shop floor, her eyes widened slightly at the… Dominating presence of a large Qunari man, some part her wondering if her skulls were truly getting rusty to not have sensed him before he allowed his presence to be known.

Ellisia closed her eyes, reaching up from the spot her hands had engraved a mark into Vince's chest to wrap around their neck, sniffing and nibbling the skin at their neck.

As she spoke Rage's form became a little more solid, the view around the two of them replaced by rock and lava as it settled into a satisfied state, a predator full after its hunt.
It's tongue lulled out, flicking against Vince's cheek lazily, enough for them to feel the hot steam on their face.

Ellisia giggled all the same as the gold trail hit her skin, letting out a soft moan as the tingle of pleasant burning pain flooded through her. She nuzzled into their chest, almost purring.

"Hmmm, Rage kills many, wants many to die. Not you. Too much fun. Feels good"

-liquid gold pouring down their skin, a red trail in its path as it reached where Ellisia's chin still rested.
She purred as their hand touched her back, feeling the sensation through Rage. Rage growled, a guttural sound that was hard to discern if Rage was happy at this development or not.

Ellisia grinned wide as the smell of Vince's searing flesh began to fill the space, enclosed in Rage's form like a cocoon just for their comfort. Her hands stayed planted on their chest as the chain they had been wearing between their nipples began to melt.

Yet Vinny didn't falter, attacking with deadly ferocity of equal measure as they brought down one Antaam after another.

Ellisia was scared, seeing the Antaam numbers dwindling. What would happen when only they remained. Vinny had followed her but what then?
Would she be able to make Rage stop?

It was less a fight than a predator toying with its prey, their attacked like pinpricks in comparison to the wide sweeping motions of Rage always followed by flames that had begun to take over the space, clinging to the ground and every body it touched, inextinguishable and uncontrollable.

She could do nothing against it, forced to be all to aware of her body as Rage controlled her, she was weakened by her panicked state and the shock of blood loss. It made the struggle of taking back control feel like an impossible task as Rage fought off more attacks.

It stung her exposed skin, searing till she could smell her own flesh burning as the weapon melted into the flow of lava and down her back, the handle crunching under the strength of Rage's wrath.

Ellisia's consciousness was already beginning to waver, she could feel the blood dripping down her back as the Axe was still wedged into her skin, Rage's rock growing around it slowly, the heat against the metal making it glow red.

She crouched down, leaning on her knees as she admired the various figures and artifacts. Her eyes lit up, some looked ancient, full of mystery and stories untold, waiting to be discovered.
With her mind made up she stood up, pushing open the door to the shop carefully and peeking inside.

The golden hues of lanterns decorating the streets and soft murmur of crowds gave Ellisia comfort, losing herself in the city's pace.
She hummed softly to herself, an old dalish lullaby as her eyes were drawn to a shop window, a beautiful array of trinkets adorning the display.

(Lil thread of first meetings with @bloodyfrank.bsky.social 😤)

Ellisia strolled the streets of Treviso mindlessly, no real purpose or destination to guide her, indulging in the new found freedom that allowed her to explore without the pressure of impending doom hanging over her.

#Nsfw
She smiled against them as she tightened her hands in their hair, pulled slightly as she caught their tongue between her teeth. Their blood mixed in their mouth as she bit down quickly, keeping them in place as she gripped their hair.

#Nsfw
Ellisia gasped into vince's mouth, moaning softly at the pinch on her nipples as they thrust into her again, every press of their piercings intensifying her pleasure. Her legs trembled as she melted into their kiss, their arms around her providing needed support to keep standing.

She smiled, a little sadness in her gaze.
"You really are an incredible person Lorelei. Rage has always been... looked at unfavourably"