@warborniphigenia
Admittedly, Achilles had been a priority where Morgana was concerned. And despite the projection of the woman among them, the pixie goddess had been none the wiser; what concern had it been of theirs? The life of a child sacrifice, however despicable, fell beyond her realm of compassion. Trust long since worn thin, the workings of humans beyond their heroes would form little more than a spark of curiosity - much the same as the one blooming upon Iphigenia's approach. "I'm surprised we haven't met again sooner," goddess didn't always equate to heroic, however... many fell within the realm of war, "though I'm not shocked to see you here, Iphi." The bloom of red upon the pixie's cheeks glimmer, the sparkle of sunlight against diamond as she flickers from pixie to elven form.
