Ravenna
Diplomatically unfriendly, eh? Ravenna wasn't sure she possessed the skills to compose something so delicate but she was willing to give it a try. "I'll do what I can," she replied, "thanks for the advice. It was nice meeting you - both of you - though I gotta get going... see you around!" When that would happen she had no idea of course. Her ties to the leadership of the region was circumstantial only and she couldn't expect to run into the Warden every time she went to the market. Still. It was a small city; who even knew.
Waving her goodbyes to Erebos and his father, the girl shoved her snack into a pocket and went to retrieve her basket. There was shopping left to do, a poem to compose, and some fretting to be had over what to wear to work in a few days. Her lack of options did not equal a lack of care, so it seemed prudent to get started so she could take her time with the angst. Venna was nothing if not practical.
[FIN]
Waving her goodbyes to Erebos and his father, the girl shoved her snack into a pocket and went to retrieve her basket. There was shopping left to do, a poem to compose, and some fretting to be had over what to wear to work in a few days. Her lack of options did not equal a lack of care, so it seemed prudent to get started so she could take her time with the angst. Venna was nothing if not practical.
[FIN]
Don't talk like you know me
when I don't even know myself
when I don't even know myself
Code by Skylark
