SAFRIN
"Alright, don't push it." The goddess warned, teeth suddenly sharp.
"Well an increase for one." She said, folding her arms easily across her chest and cocking a hip to the side. "Power comes slowly, as you've apparently seen yourself. Sudden bursts of magic are unnatural." Licking her tongue across her lips, the goddess gave the Launceleyn a pointed stare. "Why would I tell you? Polished as your soul has become sugar, don't think for a minute that erases the tarnished half. The abandoned half. Why would I lead you to mage glass?"
"Well an increase for one." She said, folding her arms easily across her chest and cocking a hip to the side. "Power comes slowly, as you've apparently seen yourself. Sudden bursts of magic are unnatural." Licking her tongue across her lips, the goddess gave the Launceleyn a pointed stare. "Why would I tell you? Polished as your soul has become sugar, don't think for a minute that erases the tarnished half. The abandoned half. Why would I lead you to mage glass?"
