Anju
She smiles indulgently, the herald's surety like a child's firm belief in their own logic. And though she has seen Ludo's tricky nature and might alike, Anju knows how to appeal to the entity's curious spirit; whether it's all that Accepted schooling in Stormbreak or her reticence to visit any other herald is for someone who cares more than her to decide.
"What makes more noise when it is dead than when it is alive?" She asks, doing her best to bypass her normal stoic voice for something more dramatic and lofty. "And if I were to make like its genealogy, should I fulfill my punny prophecy?" A lopsided quirk of a smile presents itself as she leans in, far from dissuaded by the off-putting bobbing display, to whisper, "I promise you can have the candy even if you forfeit."
"What makes more noise when it is dead than when it is alive?" She asks, doing her best to bypass her normal stoic voice for something more dramatic and lofty. "And if I were to make like its genealogy, should I fulfill my punny prophecy?" A lopsided quirk of a smile presents itself as she leans in, far from dissuaded by the off-putting bobbing display, to whisper, "I promise you can have the candy even if you forfeit."
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
