Above and around the thicc trunk (it’s a good looking tree, we can use thicc), Wessex is hidden (for now) by the luscious foliage, vines, and otherwise beautiful vegetation of the Oerwoud. While she’s made herself still as stone, some vines begin to move above her - clearly of sentient kind, they give the Wraith an idea and she grins to herself, pressing quietly against the trunk of the tree and trying to scoot enough to one side to see down at Sunjata.
Splitting her shadow in two, she hands one a piece of fruit similar to the one throne at her. The other shadow is sent to tap Sunjata on the flank - or leg - whatever can’t as easily be seen on the other side of his body. If he turns to see what’s touching him, she’ll instruct the other shadow to throw the piece of fruit in his face.
Splitting her shadow in two, she hands one a piece of fruit similar to the one throne at her. The other shadow is sent to tap Sunjata on the flank - or leg - whatever can’t as easily be seen on the other side of his body. If he turns to see what’s touching him, she’ll instruct the other shadow to throw the piece of fruit in his face.
The Wraith
the bright
the thing in the night
the bright
the thing in the night
Wessex
