Maeve
"Do you recall the whip I used when we faced that molten tiger? It was created by Safrin, but it hasn't yet to reach its full potential." The Nightshade moved away from him, back towards her desk where she retrieved the weapon in question, holding the coiled whip in hand. Maeve approached once more, offering the item out to him so he might take a look. "I understand if this is beyond your realm, but I figured I would ask before approaching our goddess."
There would be no hard feelings if he said no, of course. She understood that some things simply were beyond what they were capable of on their own. This might be one of them and that wouldn't be his fault.
There would be no hard feelings if he said no, of course. She understood that some things simply were beyond what they were capable of on their own. This might be one of them and that wouldn't be his fault.
If you're a lover, you should know
The lonely moments just get lonelier
The lonely moments just get lonelier
