Cordelia
There had been plenty of talks about Mageglass. Different groups talking about going, but none of them fully committing to leaving the safety of Halo. When Deimos approached her with the invitation, she couldn't turn it down, wanting to help any way she could. Trotting through the snow in her luxere shift, deciding it was the easiest way to travel across the snowy landscape, finding the party waiting for her. She quickly shifts back, offering Sah a smile and bumping his shoulder before dipping her head towards Deimos and finally Chaele. The latter she doesn't know, but she extends the same greeting to her as the others.
"Cordelia... Nice to meet you." The Attuned said softly, honey eyes examining her with a bit of uncertainty, but deciding that trusting Deimos hasn't steered her wrong yet. Why would it now?
Cordelia brings her bow and a pack containing rope, a few daggers, a water skin, rations, and bandages.
"Cordelia... Nice to meet you." The Attuned said softly, honey eyes examining her with a bit of uncertainty, but deciding that trusting Deimos hasn't steered her wrong yet. Why would it now?
Cordelia brings her bow and a pack containing rope, a few daggers, a water skin, rations, and bandages.
Barefoot in the wildest winter
Catching my death
Catching my death
