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The Sentinel granted very little today; perhaps Melita should’ve been grateful. Flinching again at the overhead scream and the flash of lightning in her peripheral vision, she took a long, deep breath, pondered over the rest of circumstances. If she was fast enough, maybe she could get in and get out, make their way above the clouds in the Firecracker and find some relief above the noise and freefall of elements she wanted no part in.
Her eyes went to the assortment Noah brought, taking in the animal bones, tea components, and griffin feathers, wondering if they were some of his own. Hers were different, and as she kneeled and felt Fangorn’s vines wrapping around her in some amount of shelter and comfort the little gourd could provide, she opened her bag, presenting portions of meat down by the roots – some ningo, some gore crow, some pheasant. Then there were sprigs of mint and honey, melded together in a sachet, and when she was done she shrugged; figuring that would be all there was to it.
But curiosity always struck a terrible tenor with her, and she indulged, head tilting. “Hey, so, my uncle noticed he couldn’t use his magic to call you to a banshee battle we were in. Did something happen with Vi? Are you okay?” Perhaps he had been able to retire, as they'd speculated.
Her eyes went to the assortment Noah brought, taking in the animal bones, tea components, and griffin feathers, wondering if they were some of his own. Hers were different, and as she kneeled and felt Fangorn’s vines wrapping around her in some amount of shelter and comfort the little gourd could provide, she opened her bag, presenting portions of meat down by the roots – some ningo, some gore crow, some pheasant. Then there were sprigs of mint and honey, melded together in a sachet, and when she was done she shrugged; figuring that would be all there was to it.
But curiosity always struck a terrible tenor with her, and she indulged, head tilting. “Hey, so, my uncle noticed he couldn’t use his magic to call you to a banshee battle we were in. Did something happen with Vi? Are you okay?” Perhaps he had been able to retire, as they'd speculated.
Melita
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