WESSEX
It’s a pity that Libb’s first impressions of Wessex will always be colored by the demi-god’s personal opinions of Maea and her inability to simply leave a situation alone.. Had the albino girl not been there, things might have gone quite differently. For if Maea feels the need to ‘defend’ herself against a person who’s mostly just ignored the weird white girl for most of her life - well, that’s on Maea and her sense of self-worth. Wessex was playing Devil’s Advocate: if the Naturals tend to let their own children wander freely, why shouldn’t grown Outlander women?Halfway through Maea’s rebuttal, Wessex turns a cool gaze from her with a little shrug and focuses it on the Outlander. Cute little thing. Pity the Voice never portalled in people her own age, she’s getting a tad tired of young’uns.
“Wessex,” she says, stretching out a hand in cordial greeting. It doesn’t have to be shaken, but the politeness is there. “It is its own species. Watch out for a tree with branches with lots of knots and long extensions and you’ll be fine.” Wessex can’t recall ever actually seeing one herself, but hey, fear-mongering is a part of traditional Caidonean life.
No, I’ll be the stone
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
