[RE] it’s been a while, my friends

WESSEX out of the night that covers me Quietly amused by the back and forth between the three men, Wessex has been scanning Ianto’s wares with a semi-critical eye. Remembering the last time they traded she harkens back to the aftereffects of the map, Arduinna’s death, and her roundabout way of ensuring that the Wildwood would never see an Ascended again. She did fulfill the fae’s wish to keep all signs of Ascended from the Greatwood by provoking Delah. Technically speaking. Unsure of how Ianto will feel about the turn of events, whether he’ll want to trade again, Wessex nevertheless feels that she must try. Her eyes are on the sword and the gauntlets, weighing what each might be and their potential usefulness. On one hand, she can find any number of swords to use. On the other hand, a gauntlet would keep her from using her talons… oh, decisions, decisions. In the end she flips a coin. Tails. Gauntlets it is. From the back of the small crowd, she pipes up. “For the gauntlets, I’ll guide you to Halo’s Citadel and protect you for your first two trade excursions.” If the fox should want to traverse the frozen land, her sword is his. black as the pit from pole to pole i thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul