Slowly behind the elegant walk of the hybrid before him did the oddly large man follow behind with little sound. Even his footprints fell silent to the ground as if he were not walking. It was an odd to say the least given the sheer size of the man, but that's what years of training could do. He was grateful for the silence. The gods knew this creature could talk off the ear of any unfortunate soul, but luckily this journey remained blissfully quiet. Each step was mindless as he followed his new dinner host, curious as to how she would explain the rather odd company, but if she was who she said she was then it wouldn't be much trouble.
It wasn't long before the glistening temple appeared before them. It had been years since he was last here. There was little reason for his kind to interfere in the affairs of religious figures, but on occasion it was necessary. Would there be anyone who recognized him here? It had been long ago, but it wasn't too far that anyone who resided here would have not been around. He shrugged off the idea as an attendant called out to Aolani. Wrath watched in silence as the priestess went through her daily motions of her job. His eyes looked to the attendant who was quick to avoid locking eyes with the guest. It was a wise move. The tarsian paid no homage to the goddess as his companion had. Why would he when he didn't recognize this goddess as his? Instead of fussing, he simply followed Aolani's lead back to her room.
Black scala eyes scanned the room, taking in what an angel priestess's quarters would appear. It didn't disappoint him one bit as he looked to the pale blue walls and overall 'angelic' feel. It made him almost sick. He glanced to the shield, taking note of its unusual size. How odd of a girl of her stature to have an item probably larger than herself. Could she even carry it? The male took a few strides towards the shield, making no sounds as usual. His eyes fixated on the way the silver shined, the minor imperfections as if it had been nicked more in moving over the years rather than battle. The large chest did stand out to him though. It wasn't everyday to see one of these, but which family did it belong to again?
"...I'm pretty sure this is larger than yourself," he commented as he pried his eyes away from the shield and to the angel. "You don't take it out much do you?"
It wasn't long before the glistening temple appeared before them. It had been years since he was last here. There was little reason for his kind to interfere in the affairs of religious figures, but on occasion it was necessary. Would there be anyone who recognized him here? It had been long ago, but it wasn't too far that anyone who resided here would have not been around. He shrugged off the idea as an attendant called out to Aolani. Wrath watched in silence as the priestess went through her daily motions of her job. His eyes looked to the attendant who was quick to avoid locking eyes with the guest. It was a wise move. The tarsian paid no homage to the goddess as his companion had. Why would he when he didn't recognize this goddess as his? Instead of fussing, he simply followed Aolani's lead back to her room.
Black scala eyes scanned the room, taking in what an angel priestess's quarters would appear. It didn't disappoint him one bit as he looked to the pale blue walls and overall 'angelic' feel. It made him almost sick. He glanced to the shield, taking note of its unusual size. How odd of a girl of her stature to have an item probably larger than herself. Could she even carry it? The male took a few strides towards the shield, making no sounds as usual. His eyes fixated on the way the silver shined, the minor imperfections as if it had been nicked more in moving over the years rather than battle. The large chest did stand out to him though. It wasn't everyday to see one of these, but which family did it belong to again?
"...I'm pretty sure this is larger than yourself," he commented as he pried his eyes away from the shield and to the angel. "You don't take it out much do you?"
