Morrighan,
The longer Morrighan spends in this place, the more it feels like she herself is deteriorating. There have been a few spots that Bram has caught Maeve's scent, but still no actual sign of her daughter. So while she has hope that the girl is out there, it's only become more frustrating that they haven't actually found her. They've already spent one night in this place, so it'd be nice if they didn't have to spend several more.
She is resting behind some trees in the courtyard when she hears the screech of the gates open. Her body and mind are both exhausted, so she lets Bram be the one to check things out first. When his hackles start to raise, Morrighan gets up and joins him by his side, peering around the trunk of one of the trees. By the gate is another mare and in the sky above is some type of vulture following the woman. She's not sure if the vulture is a bonded or part of this island since it would only seem fitting.
The mare's expression at the gate is somewhat amusing, but Morrighan likely had a similar one when she had been the one to open it last. Of course by the island's strange magic, it locks all on its own but not without creeping you out first with all the crap dripping off it.
"Yeah this place sucks, doesn't it?" the Regent asks as she heads over to meet the woman. Bram follows, still feeling uneasy about this stranger. Thankfully, they are both feeling a little better after Azrael's help and the little rest they got overnight, but they each still have a slight limp to their gate.
"Unless you came here for the sights for some reason." Just like Azrael, she doesn't understand why anyone would want to come here after seeing how terrible its entrance is.
And while Morrighan watches this stranger, she can't help but feel like the mare and her companion look hauntingly familiar.
“Speaking.”
She is resting behind some trees in the courtyard when she hears the screech of the gates open. Her body and mind are both exhausted, so she lets Bram be the one to check things out first. When his hackles start to raise, Morrighan gets up and joins him by his side, peering around the trunk of one of the trees. By the gate is another mare and in the sky above is some type of vulture following the woman. She's not sure if the vulture is a bonded or part of this island since it would only seem fitting.
The mare's expression at the gate is somewhat amusing, but Morrighan likely had a similar one when she had been the one to open it last. Of course by the island's strange magic, it locks all on its own but not without creeping you out first with all the crap dripping off it.
"Yeah this place sucks, doesn't it?" the Regent asks as she heads over to meet the woman. Bram follows, still feeling uneasy about this stranger. Thankfully, they are both feeling a little better after Azrael's help and the little rest they got overnight, but they each still have a slight limp to their gate.
"Unless you came here for the sights for some reason." Just like Azrael, she doesn't understand why anyone would want to come here after seeing how terrible its entrance is.
And while Morrighan watches this stranger, she can't help but feel like the mare and her companion look hauntingly familiar.
i am the fire, i am burning brighter
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