Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
"That's a good start. Let me fill you in on the rest." Pausing as a waiter came with her drink, Maea took a sip before leaning back in her chair. Gazing out the window to gather her thoughts, it seemed best to make this as succinct as possible. Getting tired of my own words
"The meteor that first fell contained the void taint, which spread to our wildlife, and also a woman named Dahlia. The moon fell too, and has since become an island off the coast of Torchline. She - Dahlia - and the owner of the voice - Vox, if I remember correctly - belong to what they call The Family. What their purpose here is I don't know, but they have been speeding up the infestation of void critters to the point where the Greatwood, the Feverlands and Ouerwood all have become overrun. And Stormbreak is ruled by one of them now. It seems to be only a matter of time before other areas follow suit."
Moistening her tongue with another mouthful of her drink, the petite woman gave Michael a glance, her expression somber. "It's an invasion, basically. Some of the regions have erected barriers against the void creatures, but we had an unpleasant visit from Dahlia last season, that showed us our wards won't do a thing to keep them out." At least not without serious reinforcement... and gathering the materials for that would likely be horrifically dangerous.
"I hate to say it, but living outside the settled regions is becoming horribly dangerous."
Sing to me, cause I can't hear myself
through the loudness of my own hurts
through the loudness of my own hurts
base inspired by Odd <3
