“Love it,” she replies casually, “But if that’s also a warning, I hear you.” Though she’d already given her word and has a couple of tasks to complete, she’d also thought of the possibility that introducing Eirachi to the Hollowed Ground could do destructive things to her homeland. And while she isn’t brash enough to think that she can overpower the deity, Wessex knows at least that her instruments of pain and cold and the resulting death won’t work. There are options. If things go wrong. Hopefully.
Anyway. “So who do you follow, Neron? Other than the Launceleyns.” She’s still trying to place him - every interaction has been brief and pleasant - but she knows very little about the Warden, and that’s probably by design. Making a small gesture to the singing crowds, the bonfire, she wonders if this comes easily to him. “Know the words?”
If he doesn’t, she’d be happy to tell him, or go grab a cheat sheetso she can use her magic for levelling purposes. to help him appear to know all. Like a good ruler should.
Anyway. “So who do you follow, Neron? Other than the Launceleyns.” She’s still trying to place him - every interaction has been brief and pleasant - but she knows very little about the Warden, and that’s probably by design. Making a small gesture to the singing crowds, the bonfire, she wonders if this comes easily to him. “Know the words?”
If he doesn’t, she’d be happy to tell him, or go grab a cheat sheet
The Wraith
the bright
the thing in the night
the bright
the thing in the night
Wessex
