Like the others, Kasandora has changed out of her wet clothes but not before a soft sniffle and a soreness at the back of her throat has settled in. Not the sort of thing she wanted to deal with but at least there's others to watch for her if things go wrong.
And yet, despite changing she still wears her mask. She's been thinking about it a lot the past two days and wonders if that's why so many of her arrows have flown astray.
"I think I'd heard about this place, but I'm surprised it's seeing proper use and care. The ruins in the South Shroud have been....they've been left to the madmen and voidsent who roam their grounds." At the mention of voidsent she again touches at her mask, her fingers twitching as she debates removing it but settles on leaving it on.
"I've not met the sylphs before today but I've heard stories. Mostly tales from disgruntled hunters and traders about tricks and pranks being played on them. Though perhaps the sylphs do not see such things this way themselves."
Mind if I join you?
And yet, despite changing she still wears her mask. She's been thinking about it a lot the past two days and wonders if that's why so many of her arrows have flown astray.
"I think I'd heard about this place, but I'm surprised it's seeing proper use and care. The ruins in the South Shroud have been....they've been left to the madmen and voidsent who roam their grounds." At the mention of voidsent she again touches at her mask, her fingers twitching as she debates removing it but settles on leaving it on.
"I've not met the sylphs before today but I've heard stories. Mostly tales from disgruntled hunters and traders about tricks and pranks being played on them. Though perhaps the sylphs do not see such things this way themselves."