She bows to no one.
The hot pulse of her daggers had her smiling in mischievous excitement. She couldn't wait to begin the process. Thal tightened her grip on the hilts, flicking them expertly with deft fingers before sheathing them once more at her hip. It would require a lot of time and effort to transform her daggers, but she would expect nothing less from Dygra.
With a reverent bow of her head, Thal smiled. "Thank you, my lady. I will return with haste when I have done as you've instructed." After another dip of her head, she exited the cathedral, determined to start mining immediately.
[FIN]
With a reverent bow of her head, Thal smiled. "Thank you, my lady. I will return with haste when I have done as you've instructed." After another dip of her head, she exited the cathedral, determined to start mining immediately.
[FIN]
Thalassa
