Amalia
the shield of safrin
Well, this is certainly an odd crew. Amalia smiles warmly at Melita as she and Fangorn appear, mentally greeting the gourd and physically reaching a hand to them both, unsure if pumpkins are fans of skritches.
Then there's a Fae she doesn't know and, surprise of surprises, Sam. Amalia blinks at her brother arrives, for a moment too stunned to reply. "Uh.. that's, um, that's the plan. And keep us from attacking them." She glances up at the Fae again, wondering what part the winged woman will want to play in this.
But they came here for a reason. Amalia turns out toward the field, leading their group a little ways before calling out with both voice and mind. "Vampire gourds! We've been enemies for so long- we come with hope of establishing peace, and preventing loss of life." Jyoti croons her low agreement, ready to unleash calming starlight should the need arise. For now, all they can do is wait.
Please wait for the NPC reply
Then there's a Fae she doesn't know and, surprise of surprises, Sam. Amalia blinks at her brother arrives, for a moment too stunned to reply. "Uh.. that's, um, that's the plan. And keep us from attacking them." She glances up at the Fae again, wondering what part the winged woman will want to play in this.
But they came here for a reason. Amalia turns out toward the field, leading their group a little ways before calling out with both voice and mind. "Vampire gourds! We've been enemies for so long- we come with hope of establishing peace, and preventing loss of life." Jyoti croons her low agreement, ready to unleash calming starlight should the need arise. For now, all they can do is wait.
Please wait for the NPC reply
make peace with your broken pieces
