Oct 17, 2024
"I do have tae say... It has been years since I tried to go into retirement. Years since I hung up my mantle an' feathers and let a newer, spryer Hunter of Hunters take up th' crowfeather garb."
With a deep breath, the wrinkled features of Eileen betray not a hint of dimness to her gaze as she surveys the absurd amount of notifications and activity that her posts garner, even now.
"Y'had to touch twenty-five of m' curios and things, did yae now? All in one go, aye? Incense tae ward off th' beasts, they say. What'll I do about the chimney sweeps that keep blowing on in, I wonder?"
... "Don't even stop a minute tae tell me how they're doing, even. Typical, isn't it?"
