WESSEX
Little more than a ‘hmmmm’ of something as he talks about Sam, her own thoughts on the Ascended man tucked tightly away for now. No sense in airing that can of worms while they’re getting along so well. Now it’s her turn to play with the sand, knowing the grains of sand are there, but feeling little from them. “I don’t want any harm to come to Torchline. Or anywhere. She keeps a lot from us, as I’m sure you realize with the Old Gods. So there’s risk with any new thing, new people, new land, new culture.” She pauses and looks out to the ocean, to the vastness that she hasn’t yet seen. “I tend to think the risk is worth it. A life of fear is no life at all.”
But she knows she doesn’t speak for everyone, and change is coming fast. Too fast, for many. “But I’m one person. And could be wrong.” Her tone says she thinks she’s anything but, a shrug added in for good measure to aid her words.
And as for Ludo, well… she’s aware the herald is more than hostile to her kind. “I heard Mort chastised Ludo quite vigorously for that, but who knows if it’ll strike again. So. No hard feelings if you’re forced to protect your family.” So saying, she sticks out her hand to Remi, offering an official shake.
“In the spirit of sharing, The Voice suggested that if your ah, recent alignment is a problem, that you could be dealt with. But I said no.” More or less. And see, here is is, being reasonable, exactly like she’d predicted he would be.
No, I’ll be the stone
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
