(Im)mortal Coil

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own "Speak, sweetling. I will hear you, and I will provide." Ludo sounds very mystical as it appears, hovering in the air just beyond the Observatory railings like a dark and ragged ghost. And it must be impressed by Nephele and the gravity of her being there, because it gives nary a curl of its masked lip at the fact that she has brought no toys or games or other offerings for it to play with. Unless the vial of Ascended fluid is supposed to be it? Ludo hopes not.