safrin
"Most welcome, my darlings." The goddess coos, seeming to radiate their approval back at them in star-bright waves. Though this act might be double-edged in that Safrin takes as much joy from their gratitude as they will take from the canals, it should also serve as a warning for all future encounters, especially for those in attendance who haven't had the pleasure of meeting Safrin before.
With a wink in Zephyr's direction, an unseen and warm breeze tangling around his shoulders for just a moment, Safrin disappears in a rush of light leaving behind only the scent of juniper and lilac. And her canals, of course.
~FIN
With a wink in Zephyr's direction, an unseen and warm breeze tangling around his shoulders for just a moment, Safrin disappears in a rush of light leaving behind only the scent of juniper and lilac. And her canals, of course.
~FIN
