It’s a date, she agrees, before chuckling to herself at the thought of showing up at a wine evening with Hotaru on her arm. What a group that might be. Slowly scanning the walls under the guise of staring up at the windows and marveling at the architecture, Wessex finally makes her way to the altar of the Temple and lingers in front of it. Not yet. Going to check around here and hope no one tries to smite me dead. Still more playfully optimistic than exasperated, the demigod finds that she has to joke about their potentially terribly reckless foray into the Old Gods' house. Slowly heading behind the altar to check for anything, she pulls the old ‘oops I dropped something’ in order to squat slowly down and check the base of the altar and the back wall for anything.
The Wraith
the bright
the thing in the night
the bright
the thing in the night
Wessex
