Mildew
I question your innocence
"Yes, I hear a lot of talk of this war..it is not the first between these enemies and I doubt it will be the last." Mildew hummed, shaking her head and reaching down to rub the bottom of her foot, pulling off leaves or whatever else had stuck to it. As she moved to the other, she shrugged. "Though it would be nice for this Voice business to be finished with. It's troubling everyone." To put it mildly.She smiled at Juniper's realisation. It was always fun to amaze people with who she was; no one suspected the barefooted woman with dirty clothes and leaves in her hair to be a Goddess. "Ah, a few things. After the last war, the barrier that went up..I didn't like to see it, so I didn't come by this area for quite a while. That, and the Feverlands needed my attention. I am quite content there nowadays...I only began to explore as more people came into the swamps and I realised quite how out of touch I was." Mildew laughed and pushed some hair behind her ear. "It's been over three hundred years! So much has changed...and yet very little at all. In the people I meet I see ghosts of those I knew centuries ago."
Well, are you responsible for your actions?
