MORGEN
Come down from your fences
Glad to latch onto a topic both familiar and safe, the wrangler sighed with weary relief. "Well, it's hard to know which came first, really. Some say that all them mounds 'got bodies buried beneath 'em, but if you ask me--" And really, she was asking him. "--I think that's just what gave 'em the idea." Gesturing out toward where the snow-covered vista rose and fell, the wrangler gives a small shrug before looking back to Sohalia.
"It's almost always misty, which is both good n'bad. Gives folks who're mourning a bit of privacy, but it also lets things hide in it." Assuming Soh's next question would be, what sorts of things? Morgen politely fills in the blanks. " Ain't nothin' too bad though. Mostly it's the Enenra y'gotta watch out for. They're like banshees only worse, and they scream somethin' awful. Mostly it's the Villi you'll see, and they ain't nothin' more than ghosts." Another shrug.
So it was that the wrangler answered Sohalia's questions just as long as she felt like askin' 'em, before tugging at the brim of his hat and remounting his mare.
~FIN
"It's almost always misty, which is both good n'bad. Gives folks who're mourning a bit of privacy, but it also lets things hide in it." Assuming Soh's next question would be, what sorts of things? Morgen politely fills in the blanks. " Ain't nothin' too bad though. Mostly it's the Enenra y'gotta watch out for. They're like banshees only worse, and they scream somethin' awful. Mostly it's the Villi you'll see, and they ain't nothin' more than ghosts." Another shrug.
So it was that the wrangler answered Sohalia's questions just as long as she felt like askin' 'em, before tugging at the brim of his hat and remounting his mare.
~FIN
open the gate
