Delah
The stones we cut, the songs we made
"And yet you continue to stand here defending yourself." The guardian points out with a shrug. It is the mark of the weak-spirited to need to change hearts and minds, to want to persuade with words rather than actions. The fire for instance. Now that is interesting, but this is not the time nor the place, though the war chief doesn't hide the way her eyes appraise Amalia's new features.
"Sentient books of a certain sort can be difficult to deal with." Delah acknowledges with surprising sympathy. "However, until Wessex removes herself as leader we will not aid you. The ascended have committed treachery after treachery against us, and the Hollowed Grounds have let it happen. Besides, we are banned from your lands." This she added with a sneer; the Grounds were nothing compared to the Greatwood, so it was no great loss for them.
"Sentient books of a certain sort can be difficult to deal with." Delah acknowledges with surprising sympathy. "However, until Wessex removes herself as leader we will not aid you. The ascended have committed treachery after treachery against us, and the Hollowed Grounds have let it happen. Besides, we are banned from your lands." This she added with a sneer; the Grounds were nothing compared to the Greatwood, so it was no great loss for them.
