a little mayhem never hurt anyone
a little bedlam 'til i'm coming undone
a little bedlam 'til i'm coming undone
The man regarded her with what seemed like a blank or neutral expression, not seeming to care much for Morrighan's comment. She wasn't sure what she had expected, but she was already feeling bored. Perhaps if Israfel had been following after all, this would have become much more interesting.
"Morrighan," she replied after he stated his name. It was likely that she'd forget it again after this meeting unless there was any reason for her to remember it.
Erasmus claimed curiosity brought him here to the island. Well, curiosity killed the cat as they said, but she couldn't deny that this same feeling brought her here as well. She was tired of all the whisperings and rumors and wanted to see it all for herself. What had all the fuss been about? At this point, nothing but humidity and annoying birds. Although…
The man mentioned the relic as 'some godly trinket' and Morrighan held back a laugh. Well, that was one way to put it. For all they knew, it was nothing but a measly trinket that held no weight or meaning like everyone was making it out to be. The mare was determined still, if only to say that she had been the one to uncover it first.
"Ah yes, I've heard some things about that…" she paused, looking around as if to hold the suspense. "Do you know of a 'Tempus'?"
Morrighan already knew he was supposedly the god of Time and the creator of the lands themselves, but not much other than that. Some feared his presence again, but she didn't give a shit. He seemed rather careless if he was leaving a 'godly trinket' lying around, or his plan all along was to lure them to their deaths. Considering how she felt of the gods back in Ourania, Morrighan would love to see him try.
@Erasmus oof sorry this is kind of short
