@the-judge-of-bones @multiverse-of-souls continued from [here]
“ And even then we’ll... be grateful of the aid you have chosen to give. “
Her words are soft spoken, hesitant, eyes as easing as the waters of a tropical shore hiding under a simple hat’s shadows. whilst her pearlscent hair gently sways to the soft winds as she hums.
A soul of patience was she indeed, and no doubt powerful. Enough to make the others reconsider testing her vast tolerance for them, if not the anger she held close to her soul in chains of self-restraint. Though the might of the former headmaster could only be truly seized in her touch, where she would let know of the vastness of prowess. Wide and crushing as the depths of the sea, much like the beasts that once lurked beneath the surface of its capricious waters. Source of many a sailor’s tale and a survivor’s nightmare once. Yet all the same comforting in a kind hospitality the sea bore with many untold riches and blessings that gifted the world with life, a grip that politely shook the skeleton’s hand in a loose mindful hold.
“ We... seldom choose to those whom we reach for, or let ourselves known for. at least properly and without pretenses... usually, sometimes we... forget. “
“ Fantasy is longer for by the young minds, watched with eyes of wonder and curiosity through tales written by minds. We... would like to keep it that way“ She says, shaking her head with a soft smile as a sigh leaves. “ I do not know how we shall achieve that, but... I am willing to try, and give all the knowledge I have amassed from... researching this subject thorough the centuries. “ “ Speaking of which... would you mind accompanying me to where I keep such observations stored? So I can adjust the wards and spells to not reject your presence, and you can learn how and where to reach when in need of them and we’re not available to take you there. “