Thalassa
Not well versed in any of the deities beside Dygra, the information Flora shares is quite enlightening. She has no reason to distrust the information, but her eyes widen then narrow to consider the scarred trunk and towering branches. "So we're not looking at the Mathair, but her house?" Perhaps 'vessel' would be the better term, but it sounds strange regardless. She'd just assumed any physical appearances of the Mathair were that of the tree deity's spirit rather than the goddess bothering to show her true form - not that she cares about any of that anyways.
Her focus is on the dirt as she plants the seeds, noticing the divots made by large raindrops falling from branches high above. A few seep through her hair into her scalp, but Thal ignores them as she nudges her boot through the moist soil, ears trained on Flora's voice. A sharp grin forms at the mention of deadly plants, her eyes flicking playfully to the Queen. "Those are the only kind I like." Then she surprises her by mentioning dreamdust and third eye with a tone that suggests her brother isn't the only one familiar with them. Throwing daggers and running a Thieves' Guild was one thing, but recreational drug use is a lot more reckless than she would have expected and Thal chuckles, pausing in her planting to adjust her view of the woman. Her eyes scan Flora in a new light, grin approvingly mischievous as she accepts the water. "You're more fun than you look. You need some horns for better advertisement." Winking, she pours the water over the seeds she's hidden.
Her focus is on the dirt as she plants the seeds, noticing the divots made by large raindrops falling from branches high above. A few seep through her hair into her scalp, but Thal ignores them as she nudges her boot through the moist soil, ears trained on Flora's voice. A sharp grin forms at the mention of deadly plants, her eyes flicking playfully to the Queen. "Those are the only kind I like." Then she surprises her by mentioning dreamdust and third eye with a tone that suggests her brother isn't the only one familiar with them. Throwing daggers and running a Thieves' Guild was one thing, but recreational drug use is a lot more reckless than she would have expected and Thal chuckles, pausing in her planting to adjust her view of the woman. Her eyes scan Flora in a new light, grin approvingly mischievous as she accepts the water. "You're more fun than you look. You need some horns for better advertisement." Winking, she pours the water over the seeds she's hidden.
I'm in love with my future.
Can't wait to meet her.
Can't wait to meet her.
