Alys
Ironically, 'cheery' was not the word that anyone might have expected to describe Alys - at least, not when she'd first emerged from the Hollowed Grounds all those moons ago. Seasons later, the seer had gone rogue and done her own thing changed and matured. Perhaps some of her friends had rubbed off on her, to make her more open and accepting of new people. Either way, she was almost absurdly cheerful much to her writer's chagrin.
"It's nice to meet you, Luka," she said, grasping his hand for a moment before beginning to gather her things. "Any relation to Sah?" It was a guess, but he did look like the Abandoned, and she was certain she'd seen him around somewhere in Halo. Either way, she wouldn't complain about the escort from the Fields. She considered teasing him, briefly - after all, his sheep seemed to be the ones in need of shepherding - but thought the better of it. She didn't know him quite well enough for that, after all.
"It's nice to meet you, Luka," she said, grasping his hand for a moment before beginning to gather her things. "Any relation to Sah?" It was a guess, but he did look like the Abandoned, and she was certain she'd seen him around somewhere in Halo. Either way, she wouldn't complain about the escort from the Fields. She considered teasing him, briefly - after all, his sheep seemed to be the ones in need of shepherding - but thought the better of it. She didn't know him quite well enough for that, after all.
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.
