Naavi
The moment another voice sounded in the woods, the fae hit the ground, vials and glass jostling loudly. The wisp she had been following disappeared, as well. Large brown eyes peered towards the stranger. She was a bit cautious, uncertain of where the woman had come from. Straightening from her crouch, she scooped her baskets up and flashed a grin.
So she was seeking the Old Gods. Not an Ascended, then. "Why would be bothering me?" She inquired, as she eyed the sword on the woman's hip. "So you seek the Old Gods? Why this shrine? There's other shrines." She inquired, as she began to walk in a direction, taking only a moment to figure out where they were.
No indication that she was helping, but nothing that said she was not helping, either. She skipped along, every so often her feet left the ground for a few seconds, and landed quietly. "Do you have a name, Outsider?"
So she was seeking the Old Gods. Not an Ascended, then. "Why would be bothering me?" She inquired, as she eyed the sword on the woman's hip. "So you seek the Old Gods? Why this shrine? There's other shrines." She inquired, as she began to walk in a direction, taking only a moment to figure out where they were.
No indication that she was helping, but nothing that said she was not helping, either. She skipped along, every so often her feet left the ground for a few seconds, and landed quietly. "Do you have a name, Outsider?"
Leave a sparkle, wherever you go.
