It feels so uncharacteristic of her to be so calm towards this woman. Granted, she's not as dimwitted as many others she runs into. Morrighan has no reason to treat her that way. It's almost a sigh of relief to finally meet another who has a good head on their shoulders -- is this what making friends feels like?Castalla mentions she's a fairly new soldier, which would explain why Morr doesn't know her too well. "Yes," she answers the mare's question, recounting just how many years of her life she's known nothing but fiery combat. "For a while, actually. Since long before I came to Novus."
There had been a time where her magic almost failed her and she felt useless to her kingdom for not being a worthy fighter. Once she was able to really hone in on her abilities and prove everyone wrong, it had been a relief. The power felt exhilarating. Even though her magic is not nearly as strong as it had been then, it's still something she holds dear to her. War is in her veins just as her fire flares inside her heart.
"Were you born here? In Novus?" she asks, once again surprising herself at the small talk. There have been others she's met that were from other worlds, so it's no longer as far-fetched as she once thought. Still, part of her is always wondering if she'll ever come across another from Ourania, or someone who has heard of it.
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