Anju
The sudden animation is startling, though not frightening. Charming, even, as the skulls with half their teeth missing chatter away. Nothing would ever be as intimidating as Delphia's mummified body laying on top of her mother's grave in the Greatwood coming back to life before Anju's eyes.
Ew. Back into the memory vault for that one.
"I hope there's enough for all of you," she remarks dryly with a tiny smile, beginning to deposit the candy in each chattering mouth - timing the gnawing, gnashing motions as best she can. The candy plops through the openings to the sand below with little fanfare.
While Stormbreak natives don't often encounter spirits, malevolent or otherwise, Anju sees no problem in 'feeding' the skulls regardless. There is always the bow and arrow for Ludo if they decide to show their mask-face belatedly.
Ew. Back into the memory vault for that one.
"I hope there's enough for all of you," she remarks dryly with a tiny smile, beginning to deposit the candy in each chattering mouth - timing the gnawing, gnashing motions as best she can. The candy plops through the openings to the sand below with little fanfare.
While Stormbreak natives don't often encounter spirits, malevolent or otherwise, Anju sees no problem in 'feeding' the skulls regardless. There is always the bow and arrow for Ludo if they decide to show their mask-face belatedly.
I didn’t mean to be this kind of creature
The brain, the heart, the color or the features
The brain, the heart, the color or the features
