no matter how dark the world

I'm a lady, like whoa
I could bring you to your knees

He seems to decide to join her, and she tries not to bristle at his presence. Generally she is pretty open to new faces, though she’s a little less open when that new face has been stalking her. Still, she does her best to be agreeable. Weaver can’t help but laugh as he mentions a cult meeting though. She might belong to a secret guild, but they were definitely not a cult, and she wasn’t going there anyway. ”I am from Halo. I have worn a cloak for the better portion of my life,” she says, as if this explains everything. And honestly, it pretty much does. This is how she dresses, and some habits die hard.

She chuckles again slightly, nodding her head back at the scythe in her hands. ”I cannot say I am particularly worried about that.” Between her scythe, knives, and fire, she was rarely all that worried about one person. Even if she couldn’t beat them, she could fight long enough to get away. ”Though stalking someone is usually not the greatest idea. You’ll find people a bit on edge, in Caido. Others are far more likely to attack first and ask questions later.” They had every right to do it too, with the lives they led.

weaver

get you kicked out the Garden of Eden