Frey
Heralds do not get tired, so if that is how Frey looks when they appear, it is entirely by design. Leafchange only lends itself to the look, honestly; they sit cross-legged among the spray of falling leaves, golden skinned and glorious in the bounty of the season, but nonetheless subdued.
"Such a skill would have been useful a year ago, no?" They raise their eyebrows, but nontheless dip their head in a nod.
"You have been patient and true, sweetpea. What kind of item suits your fancy? A wand? An amulet? A hammer?" A hammer of healing. Stranger things have happened.
"Such a skill would have been useful a year ago, no?" They raise their eyebrows, but nontheless dip their head in a nod.
"You have been patient and true, sweetpea. What kind of item suits your fancy? A wand? An amulet? A hammer?" A hammer of healing. Stranger things have happened.
