WESSEX
Charring things to a crisp is really satisfying, you know? With a childishly pleased hum in the back of her throat, Wessex dusts her hands off, as if to say job well done and notes that Nikolai has taken care of his rodent as well. Excellent. Should probably remove the bodies though. "Better clean up this mess, huh?" Leaning over to grab three of them by their crisped-up tails, she leaves the remaining two for Nikolai. And as the Wraith starts back down the steps again, she takes a moment to peer down and look at the rest of the group, noticing that Isla and Darkeye are… tied together? Curious, she quietly reaches out to the Overseer. Everything okay down there? What’s with the rope?
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