WESSEX
Passing through Haulani on the way back from the Undergrove (yes, she returned the bow to its owners), the Wraith can’t help but notice a hell of a lot of commotion out on Aumakua. Following the crowd, she finds herself listening in to bits and pieces, whispers of an unfamiliar name, Sunjata, and something about the Trials of Korofi. Cryptic. Intriguing. She knows nothing of the Governor’s tribulations of late, only that he is her friend if not ally and Guildmate and deserves her support.
Shouldering her way through from the back, Wessex lodges herself casually near
Hotaru. Alive and well, or so it seemed.
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