mysterious as the dark side of the moon

Edy #nofilter "Outlanders? Cute that ya'll have got a nickname for us." Edy chuckled. "The last ...uh...one of you I met thought we were gods sent to save your asses." Looking at the spire, Edy shook her head and licked at one of her canines. "Clearly we did a bang-up job of that." Clearly whatever thoughts Wessex had about their combined usefulness, Edy more or less agreed. "Hmm." The teenager intones, harbouring precisely none of the same sentiments as her Ascended counterpart. Fight a mutated looking motherfucker that took out roughly 4 of their strongest fighters? LOL NAH BRO. Edy might have been a soldier back in Northaven, but here she was just a bartender and you know what? The Rathskeller was pretty fucking far away from the Spire, as was just about everything else. Leave the angry dog-thing to guard the black dildo, who cares? Raising an amused brow at Wessex's tried and failed attempt at phallic humour, Edy chuckled under her breath almost sympathetically. "Yep." Edy trilled in bright agreement, before slinking towards Wessex with a mischievous grin. Running a dark hand on the even darker stone, Edy tapped her fingers suggestively against it. "Maybe a woman's touch isn't what it's after, mmmm?"