Isla
"It would be a pleasure to host you again," Isla agrees with a friendly smile. "Perhaps next time we can visit the Vlamvloed - it's a tavern here. I don't often find time to go, with my work." And with the imminent violence and bloodshed, it's difficult to remember to loosen up sometimes.
Which is why she seems to relax as Darkeye does, settling in her seat and tilting her head at his request. Her smile brightens and she nods. "I'd be honoured," she says. "Though, I'm not sure how much you know of Ascended just yet, but fire is particularly dangerous to us. As long as you build your forge somewhere safe, I have no problems at all."
He looks tired and she looks younger, strangely, as if talk of something other than war is a weight off her shoulders.
Which is why she seems to relax as Darkeye does, settling in her seat and tilting her head at his request. Her smile brightens and she nods. "I'd be honoured," she says. "Though, I'm not sure how much you know of Ascended just yet, but fire is particularly dangerous to us. As long as you build your forge somewhere safe, I have no problems at all."
He looks tired and she looks younger, strangely, as if talk of something other than war is a weight off her shoulders.
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
