I can give you freedom from your guilt with a flick of my wrist
A small beam of a smile lights up her pretty face as her hair is tousled into a firecloud by a dark tendril. Frail shoulders relax noticeably soon after at the reassurance of gentle passage for those who had perished in the fire she'd created. Humans, for all they are short-lived and horribly invasive (not unlike termites), are not the target of her rage.
"He may suspect me," she cautions, though Nephele is sure Ludo is not unaware. "But however I can shore our defenses, I will even without a current governing body." Working with Remi would be a dangerous game, but one she would play at the behest of her patron. "If we cannot remove the portal at least we can weaponize our borders. Would there be a way to keep the Ascended from crossing the boundary entirely?" To protect against further damage, and to turn the Greatwood into a haven if the war required it of them. A haven for all, unlike Stormbreak.
Eyes drawn to the vial shaking about in Ludo's cloth-grasp, her expression becomes determined anew. "Of course. Whatever you need."
"He may suspect me," she cautions, though Nephele is sure Ludo is not unaware. "But however I can shore our defenses, I will even without a current governing body." Working with Remi would be a dangerous game, but one she would play at the behest of her patron. "If we cannot remove the portal at least we can weaponize our borders. Would there be a way to keep the Ascended from crossing the boundary entirely?" To protect against further damage, and to turn the Greatwood into a haven if the war required it of them. A haven for all, unlike Stormbreak.
Eyes drawn to the vial shaking about in Ludo's cloth-grasp, her expression becomes determined anew. "Of course. Whatever you need."
I can give you death with the look upon my face
