Silent Wayfarer
This is my spirit animal
Sol cocks his head as Wolf speaks. "You're not from around here, are you, Miss? I haven't heard that dialect spoken by a live person before. Some recordings in ruins from several centuries back, but as far as I know, everyone who speaks like that is dead."
He looks her up and down, takes note of the name: The Wolf at World's Edge. A deed-name, so she must have gone to the edge of Creation and stayed there long enough for it to become part of her identity, become her identity. What was so special about the edge of the world?
Well. Creation was bordered by the Wyld. And she called herself a wolf. And there was one main class of being that cavorted in the jaws of madness with the chimeric minions of chaos...
Chosen of Luna, then? We are in exalted company indeed...
He chuckles to himself at the horrible pun he just made. It was that or smack himself in the face for being so incredibly bad.
"Nar Naz is a man with a measure of power," he explains to Wolf. "The natural use of power is subjugation and self-aggrandizement. Nar Naz seems to have that well in hand, along with dominion over the unquiet spirits of the dead. He has a necromancer on his side, but I don't know whether said necromancer can work the black miracles of the Underworld or if he simply practices the Art of the Dead. Personally, I was hoping to take my measure of the man before passing judgement, but honestly, I'd rather re-educate than decapitate."
He looks her up and down, takes note of the name: The Wolf at World's Edge. A deed-name, so she must have gone to the edge of Creation and stayed there long enough for it to become part of her identity, become her identity. What was so special about the edge of the world?
Well. Creation was bordered by the Wyld. And she called herself a wolf. And there was one main class of being that cavorted in the jaws of madness with the chimeric minions of chaos...
Chosen of Luna, then? We are in exalted company indeed...
He chuckles to himself at the horrible pun he just made. It was that or smack himself in the face for being so incredibly bad.
"Nar Naz is a man with a measure of power," he explains to Wolf. "The natural use of power is subjugation and self-aggrandizement. Nar Naz seems to have that well in hand, along with dominion over the unquiet spirits of the dead. He has a necromancer on his side, but I don't know whether said necromancer can work the black miracles of the Underworld or if he simply practices the Art of the Dead. Personally, I was hoping to take my measure of the man before passing judgement, but honestly, I'd rather re-educate than decapitate."
"Perhaps I could help," Sol suggests. "I've spent quite some time on the streets and I could try and get the truth out of people in the know. "JayTee said:Misuro frowned at the wolf's declaration. "Let's try to not endanger any more people than have to. Most of the city's residents are just victims." He said, before turning and greeting Sol. "The party is just getting started, follow me if you insist on joining, I'm about to track down a runner."