@magilefica uttered ❝ pretty ballads hide bastard truths. ❞
[ DARK. ] brows knit upon the tune that the other’s words fell upon. With such did the gilded tones flicker & rest upon the features of a woman draped in garish hues. How very jarring. For what WISDOM slid past her lips was clashed with her particularly irritating appearance. But for what was given, a smile was returned in kind for the Ascian quietly enjoyed such irony. A wise man dressed the part of a fool. She would be ENDEARING if it were not for just how far her choice in attire went. He had to wonder if she were only playing a role or if she was a deeply damaged individual.
[ BUT. ] why did she hum such wisdom to him of all? Just what had driven this PERPLEXING creature to his very presence? Questioned burned at the back of the Ancient's mind; begging & gnawing to spill forth. Curiosity, in the end, proved to be Emet-Selch’s better & thus did darkened lips part & heave sigh. “You are far from incorrect. Lies are hidden in every well-meaning word, but why does one such as you warn a man like me of such? Or could it be perhaps a criticism of how I carry my own? Do enlighten me or perhaps you’ve questions of your own.” Still, his gaze lingered & yet narrowed. To watch ever carefully. His company was rather unlike those he had met in his years. She was unplaceable & DRAMATIC but much & more spoke of a buried wisdom & knowledge born of years beyond her own. “Better yet, before we traverse these harrowing subjects, just who are you? It is terribly uncouth to advise one without knowing just whom it is for so perhaps proper introductions would be for the best.”
[ SHE. ] was a riddle that he sought to unravel. At every closer inspection the man only found more questions & quandary. Sight & gaze bore deep; beyond flesh & marrow & what was tangible. His own gift blessed him with the ability for such & what laid before his eyes was far more. Robust, BRILLIANT & whole. By Zodark! She was whole. Disbelief washed over his own features as every answer left him distraught & unknowing. The idea alone was inconceivable, unknowable, impossible. There were only three & hardly was Elidibus one for such mischief. Just WHAT was she?