Isla
Isla hears Darkeye before she sees him, glancing up at the sound of his spear on the ground. At first she bristles, unsure who is approaching (especially since he's armed to the teeth), but as he produces the letter, she relaxes. "We have, that's right," she says with a smile, rising to her feet.
"It is good to meet you. Shall we go to my office? It will be a bit quieter there." Leading the way, she walks through the ward to a small office towards the back of the infirmary. She steps inside and gestures for Darkeye to follow, taking a moment to light a few lanterns. "Would you like something to drink?" she asks.
"It is good to meet you. Shall we go to my office? It will be a bit quieter there." Leading the way, she walks through the ward to a small office towards the back of the infirmary. She steps inside and gestures for Darkeye to follow, taking a moment to light a few lanterns. "Would you like something to drink?" she asks.
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything