Maea
It's not a demon at your door
Maea waited until it had stopped raining rocks before the started hauling them to the sleigh. Having managed a few round trips by the time the other ladies emerged out of the Spire, she joined up with them and made no secret of being glad for the company.
"What's your impression?" she asked Charlie, curious to hear her take on the most infamous building in the region.
Reaching down to help Kiada haul a sack full of materials to the horses, she raised a quizzitive brow at the Harpy, quietly wondering if she was alright, having gone inside.
"Nothing much happened out here. Looks like the weather is changing, though; might be a good idea to head back soon."
"What's your impression?" she asked Charlie, curious to hear her take on the most infamous building in the region.
Reaching down to help Kiada haul a sack full of materials to the horses, she raised a quizzitive brow at the Harpy, quietly wondering if she was alright, having gone inside.
"Nothing much happened out here. Looks like the weather is changing, though; might be a good idea to head back soon."
It's just your shadow on the floor
