SAFRIN
Safrin snorts lightly at this. "And when have the fae ever been an easy people to deal with?" She wonders, amusement sparking like shooting stars in her dark gaze.
Humming a thoughtful sound, the lady of the stars glances up to the dark spirals of infinite potential above and considers Alina's question. "Trouble might indeed find its way to the Greatwood because of these portals, but I wonder what you think I might do about it? The Fae have long declared the woods their own, and in that, you've created certain problems for yourselves, for better or worse." Much as Safrin adored the fae, she was unwilling to make their battles and wars her own. Not without good reason, anyway.
Humming a thoughtful sound, the lady of the stars glances up to the dark spirals of infinite potential above and considers Alina's question. "Trouble might indeed find its way to the Greatwood because of these portals, but I wonder what you think I might do about it? The Fae have long declared the woods their own, and in that, you've created certain problems for yourselves, for better or worse." Much as Safrin adored the fae, she was unwilling to make their battles and wars her own. Not without good reason, anyway.
