WESSEX
That makes two of them with brows furrowed, as Wessex manages to keep herself from mild panic. With no outward damage and no way to communicate, she really just has to wait for him to… draw something? Yes, apparently it’s drawing. When he finally turns the pad around to show her something, she says aloud, “A man at an altar? You. At an altar. A shrine.” Waiting for verification or denial, she will then turn to the next one. Which does not fully compute, as Caido doesn’t really have cartoonists, so a speech bubble is lost on her. “No… balloons? No - oh, your mouth. No talking in circles, no…” Her mouth inflates with air and then opens, which prompts a thought.
“No talking? You went to a shrine and now you can’t talk?” She’d heard that folks were being cursed, but she hadn’t seen any curses in person. If that is indeed what happened.
No, I’ll be the stone
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
