Alys
The stranger crept closer as Alys kept her hold on the sheep, until he was close enough to slip a rope about its neck and tug it back into line with the others. The seer glanced between the sheep and her blanket, bemused and befuddled, unsure whether to laugh or to cry. Thankfully, the blanket wasn't a particularly sentimental one, but it was a shame to have something chewed up by what was, in Alys's mind, essentially a fluffy goat.
The stranger seemed to have read her mind, and she looked up at him with some surprise as he apologized for the mess the sheep had made. "Oh, it's no trouble," she said. "The mud will wash out, and I've a friend who's a seamstress. Besides, if I'd wanted it to stay clean, I wouldn't have brought it out in this weather." It had been unseasonably warm, and the region's typical spring snowfall had been less snow and more mud this year. "But my name's Alys," she added, not wishing to be rude. "And you are?"
The stranger seemed to have read her mind, and she looked up at him with some surprise as he apologized for the mess the sheep had made. "Oh, it's no trouble," she said. "The mud will wash out, and I've a friend who's a seamstress. Besides, if I'd wanted it to stay clean, I wouldn't have brought it out in this weather." It had been unseasonably warm, and the region's typical spring snowfall had been less snow and more mud this year. "But my name's Alys," she added, not wishing to be rude. "And you are?"
funny how it all works out in the end
you dance with the devil and you lose your head
you dance with the devil and you lose your head
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
