Jun 28, 2021
“What are you doing?” He is...Eurydice quirks a brow and then cants her head to the side slightly. Kobaloi, one of those associated with Dionysus, she had only encountered a couple of them in her lifetime. This one is seemingly stumbling through the forest, far from the path and doing something with a patch of wildflowers. She remembers what they can do, how they weave their illusions, they’d always been used for much entertainment. But this was no bacchanalia despite the fact that the man smells heavily of wine. She remains a few paces behind him, her arms crossed over her chest, all five foot four of her demanding attention. @montykramer