Apr 29, 2015
↢ Ask-Yffre ↣
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“What brings you here, Lord?” The womer asked, clearly very wary and unsure. She watched the Divine like one would a dangerous, mysterious creature, her whole body tense. Celria carefully schooled her expression into one of calm, before etching a quick, nervous bow. “I am at your service.”
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The Divine blinked, a little confused.
“Lorkhan and trickery. Or did you mean why am I here here? To which I say: ‘No reason, I just like to pass around.”
She looked so serious, he noticed. Everyone was always so serious when he appeared he was starting to think his reputation was going the way of the Daedric Princes.
“You need not be so tense.” He offered gently. “I am the earth, not the Time Dragon.”
