Thread: ..::Proposition::.. [ Rengar x Ironic ]

Right from the start the huntress knew that this adventure would be a bold one, needing to travel vast and far to search for the lion-like beast. If I were Rengar, where would I be residing at? was the question she began to asked herself as she walked her way out of the grassy terrain. The leather loin cloth she wore breezed through the crisp air, her raven hair that was in a high-rise pony tail danced with the wind. The moist gust of air was coming from the sea that hugged the shoreline, a slight tinge of salt being smelt through the breeze. In the shadows stood a peculiar form on the docks, staring off into the horizon, the moon casting a beautiful rippling reflection against the small tidal waves. A small wooden catamaran was fastened tightly against the dock, ensuring it wouldn't slip away into the endless sea. Elise was her name, well known as the Spider Queen. Elise's entrancing beauty and grace conceal the pitiless, black heart of a deadly predator. With ruthless cunning, she lures the unsuspecting with promises of favor from the spider god, Vilemaw. Having exchanged her humanity to become something far more sinister, Elise sacrifices the innocent to maintain her power and seemingly eternal youth. No one can fathom how many have been caught in her web, slain to feed her insatiable hunger. As Nidalee walked closer to the woman, the lighting of the moon began to show her appearance more. Her legs were long and thin, her toes pointed like a ballerina posing for a photo shoot. There was an unnatural feeling to this woman that stood hundreds of feet away from her, but she couldn't help but want to know more about this character. Like a siren, she was pulled in closer, her fur coated leather boots hitting against the sandy shore, speckles of sand managing to get into her boots. This woman was truly beautiful, maybe she knew where Rengar was. Before she knew it, she was standing right on the docks, Elise still facing towards the water, her back against Nidalee. Excuse me, miss? Politely she called out to the unfamiliar woman, almost feeling like a child about to ask permission to eat a cookie. Elise turned around slowly, her piercing red eyes seeming to shine into her soul, sending a surge of chills to consume her body. Funny how Nidalee was well known for her courage, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear from this seemingly cunning woman. Hello dearest, is something troubling you? That tone was enough to make the hairs on her skin stand erect, but she persisted further, walking closer to the woman that wore a thin fabric of black, hugging and showing the elegant but deadly curves her feminine body had. A spider she looked like indeed, having added appendages on her backside, were they part of her clothing or real? She did not know, but it would be enough to scare away a passerby. I was wondering if you knew where a certain beast names Rengar would be located? Nidalee inquired, her green eyes with specks of a darker hue sprinkled around the irises, almost glowing in the night. The woman pondered only momentarily before she nodded thoughtfully, smirking. Ah, yes. I think I do, but it requires traveling out to somewhere that may be blood-curdling to most. Despite not being upfront about where she was taking them, Nidalee instantly agreed to go, not even second guessing the otherworldly woman. Good, we will sail now, we don't want to waste any time, that would be unpleasant... Simpering, she walked onto the wooden catamaran, showcasing the boat with her talon-like fingers, wanting Nidalee to jump in with her. Shifting uncomfortably on her feet, she hesitantly got in the boat, sitting down on the wooden bench. Elise unfastened the three-strand twisted natural fibre rope, the catamaran drifting outward into the direction of their destination. The voyage there was silent, Elise lost in her own train of thought, thinking attentively on something. Nidalee wanted to start a conversation, ask more about the woman and of her life, wanting this eerie feeling to go away, but she doubted Elise would cooperate well. Still she had no idea where they were going, so while the trip lasted she tried to enjoy it. Out of nowhere, a thick and dense fog clouded her vision, forcing to squint her eyes as the water-like mist entered into her eyes. The fog seemed endless, and she wondered if Elise truly knew how to direct the ship in this chaotic mess, but suddenly the ship halted to an uneasy stop, landing on the shoreline of the unfamiliar lands known as the Shadow Isles. We've landed. The widow spoke with a crackle in her voice, stepping foot onto the wet sandy shore. Nidalee followed closely, unaware of Lucian who was watching carefully of the ship that just landed. Do you have a good idea of where he could be? Searching around as she walked and spoke, she wanted to get to know the new place more. The scents, the sights, though little and covered with fog, and the eldritch sounds. Combining all of these new sensations together, it began to ring a bell. Ah, yes, the Shadow Isles. Fables and tales she heard as a youngster. The unnatural and thick fog, ghostly sounds, and seeming uninhabitable. Well, now she was here, but so far all was good. Yes dear, just follow me closely, I will lead the way. Sluggishly she walked, going towards the woodland area of the island. It was more dark and more frightening, but the adrenaline rush Nidalee felt was enough to make her persistent, having a good feeling that this woman would be faithful in her words of promises. Abnormally large webs weaved from tree to tree, the thick ropes inviting to prey that lurked in the forest, the remnants of some parts of animals already sticking to the glued death trap. Promptly, the Spider Queen stopped, staring at a dead-end. What's wrong? Curiously, she crept closer to Elise, standing right beside Elise to get a better glimpse of her face, her eyes closed with a small smile seeping on her thin and red lips. Didn't your parents ever teach you a valuable lesson in life? To not trust strangers? Immediately the once confident woman grew with a fear in her chest, petrified of the woman she once trusted. She couldn't think now or make her legs move. What's that suppose to mean? You set me up? Coating her words with anger, she hoped the spider wouldn't notice the fear that wanted to seep out onto her tongue. It was foolish to ask her questions now. What was she thinking? Spiders began to crawl forth, the size of a small dog, inching their way towards the feline. Backing up slowly, she growled, clenching her spear tightly as the woman who controlled this show turned around, a now sinister look playing on her face. Don't be rude, you're our guest for dinner! No! Nidalee bellowed, bolting away from the creepy-crawlies, a net of webs shooting out at her and forcing her to fall to the ground, immobilized and entangled in the thick ropes of web Elise just spewed from her wrists. So, was this how it all would end for her? Trapped in a web and to be devoured by spiders?