Maea
The kind of flawless they think I should be
The girl smiled back, more gently than before. This was a good person, who had lived a hard life and no doubt had many more difficult years ahead before that quiet life could be achieved. Roana showed every sign of being the kind of restless soul that would never settle within the Hollow, and Maea knew there were only two ways they ended up. Either as drunken wretches at the Rathskeller, resigned and hopeless, or dead as they did all the reckless things everyone warned about.
Only, perhaps her reckless was stronger, more capable and tempered by the responsibility of having a family to come back to.
"Don't die?" she suggested, in a somewhat grim attempt at humor. "I wish I was stronger and could help you fight the monsters and change the world and the will of the gods, but... for now, all I can offer is dinner some time, if you and your family would do me the honor."
Only, perhaps her reckless was stronger, more capable and tempered by the responsibility of having a family to come back to.
"Don't die?" she suggested, in a somewhat grim attempt at humor. "I wish I was stronger and could help you fight the monsters and change the world and the will of the gods, but... for now, all I can offer is dinner some time, if you and your family would do me the honor."
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
