TANAU
Tanau's hands flinch away from the bones as they go scattering, the deity looking puzzled and glancing up as Wessex staggers back; if gods can be young and naive, he certainly manages it. Offering an apologetic smile as if worried he has startled her more than anything, it's with slower movements that he reaches to retrieve the bones again. "Thank you," he says with sincerity and gratitude. "I am feeling much better."
At her question, Tanau straightens up and runs a hand across his chin, hmming out a sigh that seems to make the walls sweat. "There are many things hidden in the Climb," he says. "Very, very old things indeed. But no items from the last war, no," he says with a shake of his head. "Not that I am aware of, anyway."
At her question, Tanau straightens up and runs a hand across his chin, hmming out a sigh that seems to make the walls sweat. "There are many things hidden in the Climb," he says. "Very, very old things indeed. But no items from the last war, no," he says with a shake of his head. "Not that I am aware of, anyway."
