stay your pretty eyes on course
"Easier?" Niki echoes, endlessly curious and unable to help himself. "Did they also have magically changing rooms in Korofi?" he wonders, a faint smile on his lips. Born and raised in the Greatwood and only very recently introduced to things like floating cities and skyships and magical guildhalls, the necromancer can't imagine things being easier still than how they are right now. At least for him, anyway.
Gazing once again at the archways and endless stacks of books, he finds himself nodding gently. "You said underbelly, so I imagine it was a lot different to this?" he says, wondering at the way the darker parts of Korofi might look based on the gloom he can see from the windows. And if the library grows a little darker from his musings, he pretends not to notice.
"Well I think you have certainly succeeded. I have never been anywhere like this before," he agrees. It doesn't mean much coming from someone like Niki, he knows - there are a plethora of places he hasn't been - but he's sincere in his compliments.
Gazing once again at the archways and endless stacks of books, he finds himself nodding gently. "You said underbelly, so I imagine it was a lot different to this?" he says, wondering at the way the darker parts of Korofi might look based on the gloom he can see from the windows. And if the library grows a little darker from his musings, he pretends not to notice.
"Well I think you have certainly succeeded. I have never been anywhere like this before," he agrees. It doesn't mean much coming from someone like Niki, he knows - there are a plethora of places he hasn't been - but he's sincere in his compliments.
Niki
I guess I never really faced my fears before
