To Fly You Must Fall

At least the name is familiar to her, a small victory that she cherishes as a newcomer to this land. "With Jigano, right? Is that how he got his hooks into you for the expedition?" There's no bite to her teasing, as she'd been lured in just as easily by the bard. "Improving yourself is important. And all the more appealing with the barrier having fallen I suppose. Is it the knowledge or the newness that you seek?" Her pen taps against her paper to underscore her inquiry. So many different types in the Loreseekers...what is that Maea is looking for out there that she can't find in her childhood home or the vestiges of her own blossoming personality?

The offer is appreciated, and Hotaru hums and smiles and titters about at the idea. "I'm certainly a traveler, and you'd be welcome to accompany me anywhere. My magic hasn't fully returned to me from my past, but I could help keep us safe. Deimos would have my head if I wasn't fully trained in every manner of blade and bow," she admits with a genial laugh, recalling harsh days of training and his blunt way of moving past her whining complaints. If that is a concern of Maea's of course. She only assumes due to the woman's reaction to the body parts they had found. "And if you need a place to stay, my shop is always open. I have a spare room that's easy enough to set up." Cassandra would probably die of joy over having any other living soul (or at least one that could talk) stay over.

be gentle my little thunderstorm
the world is just not ready

_{Table Code by Sky!}