ISLA
"Very useful," Isla says, visibly impressed and prompted to take another sip of her drink as Charlie does the same - she'd been a little distracted by the foot traffic and the conversation, in truth. "I've recently learned... Bloodboon, is it called? I can't say I've ever healed people quite in that way before, but it also has its uses," she murmurs. Perhaps there are texts she can track down to see if Ancients ever had other abilities? She doubts it, but never say never.
"Isn't that the truth," she agrees warmly with her fellow blonde, raising her coffee to gently toast it against Charlie's. "Still, perhaps I'm biased, but do visit the House of Midnight if you get a chance. I think you'd really enjoy it." Not that she's going to give away the secret of its Frey-blessed rooms. Finding out is half the fun.
With the healing fountain in sight, Isla glances behind her for Charlie and raises her eyebrows, before glancing through the buildings at a nearby clocktower. "Almost three?"
"Isn't that the truth," she agrees warmly with her fellow blonde, raising her coffee to gently toast it against Charlie's. "Still, perhaps I'm biased, but do visit the House of Midnight if you get a chance. I think you'd really enjoy it." Not that she's going to give away the secret of its Frey-blessed rooms. Finding out is half the fun.
With the healing fountain in sight, Isla glances behind her for Charlie and raises her eyebrows, before glancing through the buildings at a nearby clocktower. "Almost three?"
she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner
rebel, and a stunner
