ROANA
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Roana was more accustomed to having to vouch for her abilities in the face of those higher than her - a woman did not end up where she had been in the Northwind military without constant reminding of one's superiors of their abilities. But as Ludo stilled, she made a mental note that perhaps such was not necessary with a god. She supposed they could see all she was able to do without her needing to say it. Staring straight back at me?
As it was, she had no plans to speak with the Voice. She would avoid that as long as she could. Her goal was to push her towards bartering with the gods not her.
Her head tilted slightly as the scythe reappeared and Ludo waved it around, a small smile curving her lips. She glanced down at Krosis, thrumbing her fingers over the hilt. "I suppose no real reason. This sword is all I've left of my father and it was forged to be particularly useful against Abandoned." she said, shrugging a bit. "But perhaps a scythe that is made for culling Ascended is more apt in this situation. Would you like that?" she asked. If Ludo wanted her to fight the Ascended with a scythe she could. It was just a bladed staff really.
Why is my reflection someone
I don't know?
I don't know?
