The creature's words didn't make sense to the bard, who knew of the Tulmhainar only through what Amalia had told him that night in the Sidhe Village as the stars rose overhead. Delah's words, however were clear enough, and he swiftly uncoiled his tail with a pulse of apology through the Attuned link, though he kept his attention on the mind that rested beneath them still.
Is there nowhere else that you can go? the pale snake begged, feeling a flicker of panic at the thought of losing another of the ancient, wise entities that had guarded the Spire's basement for so long. No other home that can be made for you? He shifted restlessly against the vines that held him, still trying to work his way free and burrow down to lend what strength of hope and memory he could to the tragic being below.
Snake-gano tries to wriggle free of the vines and begs the Tulmhainar to consider other options
Is there nowhere else that you can go? the pale snake begged, feeling a flicker of panic at the thought of losing another of the ancient, wise entities that had guarded the Spire's basement for so long. No other home that can be made for you? He shifted restlessly against the vines that held him, still trying to work his way free and burrow down to lend what strength of hope and memory he could to the tragic being below.
Snake-gano tries to wriggle free of the vines and begs the Tulmhainar to consider other options
