When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
Sighing, Alina ran her hands along the haft of her spear. She didn't respond to Juniper right away. Instead, the huntress looked at the shrine that was housed in the Observatory.
"I was supposed to collect a body part from every race, hair or blood, that sort of thing, along with a branch from a Wicker Woman and clippings from the wings of a Fae." She gritted her teeth. "I need something from an Accepted and an Ascended and the branch, still."
Shaking her head at the diplomat's questions about the Order, Alina sighed. Shrugging at the comment about Ludo, she tapped the butt of her spear against the ground a few times. "You have my blessing, what little help that gives you." She narrowed her eyes at the other woman.
"It's cold. Dress appropriately." Hesitating, the huntress added, "I heard a rumor that the Warden was also seeking the Order. Perhaps she has knowledge of them."
"I was supposed to collect a body part from every race, hair or blood, that sort of thing, along with a branch from a Wicker Woman and clippings from the wings of a Fae." She gritted her teeth. "I need something from an Accepted and an Ascended and the branch, still."
Shaking her head at the diplomat's questions about the Order, Alina sighed. Shrugging at the comment about Ludo, she tapped the butt of her spear against the ground a few times. "You have my blessing, what little help that gives you." She narrowed her eyes at the other woman.
"It's cold. Dress appropriately." Hesitating, the huntress added, "I heard a rumor that the Warden was also seeking the Order. Perhaps she has knowledge of them."
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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