Safrin
"Beautiful, aren't they?' Safrin's voice seems to come from the colours of the aurora themselves, and as they dance and stretch, her silhouette is formed by the swatches of darkness as she peels herself from the heavens draped in the colours of the night sky.
"We really did." The goddess agrees with a wide smile. Oh, it hasn't escaped her notice that Talyson's fealty was not unique to her—not judging by the other items he carried—but something told her that the carrot, rather than the rod, was the best choice for the man before her. And so, with a starbright gaze, Safrin beamed proudly at the courier. 'It is nice, isn't it? Now there's just regular old monsters around to take care of." She added with a small feather-light laugh.
'Your googles, mm? Why of course my love. Would you have them see farther than they do now? Or perhaps they could penetrate even further into illusions?'
"We really did." The goddess agrees with a wide smile. Oh, it hasn't escaped her notice that Talyson's fealty was not unique to her—not judging by the other items he carried—but something told her that the carrot, rather than the rod, was the best choice for the man before her. And so, with a starbright gaze, Safrin beamed proudly at the courier. 'It is nice, isn't it? Now there's just regular old monsters around to take care of." She added with a small feather-light laugh.
'Your googles, mm? Why of course my love. Would you have them see farther than they do now? Or perhaps they could penetrate even further into illusions?'
