Mildew
She is like a cat in the dark and then
She is the darkness
The beetle and her point were taken and Mildew smiled, patting out a little area on a nearby log free of leaves for her to sit there, legs elegantly tucked to one side and satchel set down beside her. "As I said, I'm here from Frey." Normally, she wouldn't think to bother the seasonal Gods, who she thought must spend their time very busy.
"Basically, they're curious about how you intend to act in the next few years. With all this war business with the Ascended." The sigh that left her spoke multitudes about Mildew's own tired mood about the whole ordeal. "Whether you will act at all, or if you wish to simply sit out of it...which is an option, dear. Though knowing you, I suspect it's not the one you will take..."? Mildew raised an eyebrow questioningly.
"Basically, they're curious about how you intend to act in the next few years. With all this war business with the Ascended." The sigh that left her spoke multitudes about Mildew's own tired mood about the whole ordeal. "Whether you will act at all, or if you wish to simply sit out of it...which is an option, dear. Though knowing you, I suspect it's not the one you will take..."? Mildew raised an eyebrow questioningly.
She rules her life like a fine skylark and when
The sky is starless
