Storytelling

Cel had heard Isla approaching before the woman had announced herself, but she hadn’t looked her way before hearing her voice. The former duchess quirked her brow, lifting her nose from the book with a closed-lipped smile. ”It seems everything’s interesting in this place,” Cel said, not really answering the woman’s question. In truth, she wasn’t sure if she found something interesting. She wasn’t sure what she found. So many of the texts she was looking at were in a language she had no hope of understanding. The former duchess spoke many languages fluently, but those were all from back home in Northwind. This world… Well, she would certainly need some kind of basis to begin to have even a hope of deciphering and understanding the new languages. She took the book in her hand, approaching Isla, and would show her the interesting texts. ”A lot of the books in here seem to be like that. I was hoping to find some kind of translation text, but no luck so far. Are you looking for anything in particular?” celosia Bride of Darkness