[ That someone is sitting on a nearby tree stump, one leg crossed over the other, and perched like gravity was more of a suggestion than an actual rule.
She regards him coolly with pale yellow eyes, unfazed by the knife in his hand- and perhaps amused by his reaction, if the slight quirk of her lips is any indication. How cute, she thinks, when he demands to know who she is.
If he knew anything at all about the dark forces in this world, the markings on the left side of her body, visible on her bare arm, and on her leg beneath the tattered remains of her yellow skirt, should identify her right away.
Siren. As powerful as they were rare, it took a great deal of power to summon one, even more to trap one in a relic like she had been. But she had to hand it to the Brothers of the Order of the Impending Storm- they knew their dark rituals. She'd be impressed, if the whole ordeal hadn't cost their leader his life.
Somehow this... this boy had freed her, though he didn't seem to realize it, but she was now beholden to him regardless. She'd felt his hunger, his need for power, when he picked up the relic for the first time. It had intrigued her. ]
Do you not know?
[ a question she already knows the answer to, but she asks it anyway ]
no subject
She regards him coolly with pale yellow eyes, unfazed by the knife in his hand- and perhaps amused by his reaction, if the slight quirk of her lips is any indication. How cute, she thinks, when he demands to know who she is.
If he knew anything at all about the dark forces in this world, the markings on the left side of her body, visible on her bare arm, and on her leg beneath the tattered remains of her yellow skirt, should identify her right away.
Siren. As powerful as they were rare, it took a great deal of power to summon one, even more to trap one in a relic like she had been. But she had to hand it to the Brothers of the Order of the Impending Storm- they knew their dark rituals. She'd be impressed, if the whole ordeal hadn't cost their leader his life.
Somehow this... this boy had freed her, though he didn't seem to realize it, but she was now beholden to him regardless. She'd felt his hunger, his need for power, when he picked up the relic for the first time. It had intrigued her. ]
Do you not know?
[ a question she already knows the answer to, but she asks it anyway ]