happy birthday to you

WESSEX after all is said and done you're just a carnivore let you in and drink my blood you're nothing but a monster Well darn; she’s a little disappointed that there weren’t dragons in the mountains, if only because she has this fantastical vision of a world where in every mountain range, there are great beasts that are more powerful and awe-inspiring than the like of which they’ve never seen. “We would have found a way to feed everyone. We always do.” Either through unfortunate death or illness, sacrifice or everyone cutting back. And as she’s thinking about certain spare evenings when she knew her mother went on half portions while they were teenagers, or later as an adult, when she played the good samaritan and left extra meat on doorsteps. Sorry I’m a violent dick for hire. Here, have some rabbit as a consolation for your broken arm. “Of course it is. We can get stuck in ruts, but we also know what works, when all else fails. With LongNight coming…” she sighs and leans back against the rock slab. “We can’t have a repeat of last year.” She wants them to listen. But there’s also a wonderful opportunity to find a solution to a massive problem. So when Rex offers to watch her back, Wessex turns to look at her with a soft smile - perhaps the softest look of appreciation the dark woman has ever seen on her - and nods in agreement. “I think you’ll bear the brunt of that. I’m going to need you - for Queen and Ascended stuff. The blight -” she knows nothing of the information to come yet, but already there are whispers and looks and Wessex isn’t stupid. “I have a feeling it’s going to get worse before it gets better.” Because that's what happens in Caido. Either that or it doesn't get any better.