"Do you know Deimos,"
"the Reaper..."
"Melita"
"Hotaru"
"the Valkyrie?!"
"Cassandra"
"Kiada, Rexanna..."
"Those are my herd-mates! They're the Elephant King's family. I once went on a herd quest from the God of the Moon with Rexanna."
"or... ah, Cera?"
"the Golden Prince."
Ingrid ran a sleeve across her brow to wipe her eyes, but with a little effort, she was able to resume resting bitch-face. "I didn't know they were here," she said. She wanted to say more, but she could feel a disgusting voice crack looming on the horizon.
When it came to crops, she was surprised he wasn't offering her neon green cornflakes given everything else she'd just learned.
"I'm happy to offer a demonstration."
"Really?!" She wondered what he could grow: Maize? Fresh berries? Potatoes or soy beans or wheat?
"...do an eggplant!" she exclaimed, snickering. He probably should have seen that one coming.
"So, new Loreseeker, what other questions do you have while you've got me at your mercy?"
"Hmm, I dunno..." Ingrid said, her tone exaggerated and nasal as she mimed checking her nail beds, (not that she knew what a nail bed was, but she'd seen women staring at their fingers before). Then she smirked, meeting his gaze with her otherworldly crimson stare.
"How about you tell me how the Loreseekers Guild got its start, because I have no fucking clue what I just joined."
"the Reaper..."
"Melita"
"Hotaru"
"the Valkyrie?!"
"Cassandra"
"Kiada, Rexanna..."
"Those are my herd-mates! They're the Elephant King's family. I once went on a herd quest from the God of the Moon with Rexanna."
"or... ah, Cera?"
"the Golden Prince."
Ingrid ran a sleeve across her brow to wipe her eyes, but with a little effort, she was able to resume resting bitch-face. "I didn't know they were here," she said. She wanted to say more, but she could feel a disgusting voice crack looming on the horizon.
When it came to crops, she was surprised he wasn't offering her neon green cornflakes given everything else she'd just learned.
"I'm happy to offer a demonstration."
"Really?!" She wondered what he could grow: Maize? Fresh berries? Potatoes or soy beans or wheat?
"...do an eggplant!" she exclaimed, snickering. He probably should have seen that one coming.
"So, new Loreseeker, what other questions do you have while you've got me at your mercy?"
"Hmm, I dunno..." Ingrid said, her tone exaggerated and nasal as she mimed checking her nail beds, (not that she knew what a nail bed was, but she'd seen women staring at their fingers before). Then she smirked, meeting his gaze with her otherworldly crimson stare.
"How about you tell me how the Loreseekers Guild got its start, because I have no fucking clue what I just joined."
