Golden hands, unmade plans

CAIsiDE Whether he is ready or not, Caiside is led deepeningo the trees, to see whatever beast the fry have hidden away. Instead of whatever terror he had imagined though, the sights behind the thick trees is a santuary that surprises him. It’s beautiful, the scene the most magical he’s seen since leaving home. And at the center of it all, nearly sending Caiside to his knees, is what he can only assume to be the tulmhainar, though he would call the creature more simply Mother. Perhaps not her in her entirety, but certainly an aspect of her. It’s enough to make him want to step out, reveal himself and be allowed to prostrate before the the creature, but he catches sight of the woman before it, and the strange interaction going on between them. In her human form, Caiside does not recognize his fellow loreseeker, but concern still spread itself across his face. ”What is it doing to her? Does she... need help?” He asked, turning to glance at his sprite companions. His relief at seeing something so close to his goddess is ruined by his concern now, and he does take a step forward, not sure if he can interrupt, let alone if he should. the whole world trying to tame the spark, but I've got fire burning bright.