#loyaltybred

As many surprises as Eidolon holds, it never seems to cease surprising her. Sasume thinks she sees something, is sure she hasn’t, then does a double take... to see a very big, very plush-looking dog.

(Okay, maybe it’s a wolf, but if it’s not acting like a puppy right now then it’s acting like a damn cuckoo bird.)

She crouches in front of the hound, stars in her eyes. Logically, she tells herself she should be calm, but... it’s acting like a dog. In Eidolon. Would a friendly wolf resident really be all that odd?

At first she coos, unable to help the baby-talk compliments and praise, but then... Well. What else is she supposed to do?

if one peers just enough, the item is visible within the depths of the pool. 

she scowls just a little at the swimming gear almost spilling out of the bag that Vira had thrown in a rushed manner earlier. The idea of stripping down, in this weather was almost unmentionable. “ tch, honestly-- “ she mutters under her breath.

it’s then she notices the ruffling in the bushes and spies the being that emerges forth. 

Gilgamesh breathed into his hands, his hot breathe causing a faint cloud to fall through his fingers. He had been out in this snowy forest for too long, the tree stump he had perched on was uncomfortable from the start, but now it was getting to be too much. The pad of paper he had brought with him was full of enough sketches and calculations for now, he assumed, and he was growing wearier by the moment. 

How annoying, that a King such as himself should be left to do this work in such terrible conditions. Sure, it was better that he was the one doing the planning for gathering lumber than it was to actually be one of the people cutting trees down for it, but it was nonetheless no position he should be in. 

Just a little while longer, he hoped, before his power would return to him, and he would have a proper position of superiority once more. For now, he stood and wiped off his lap, and he was just about gathering up his supplies before he saw something out of the corner of his attentive serpentine eyes. 

You have returned, traveler. Have wishes called you here again, to this bright and bare wasteland? Very well. You will always be welcomed. 

 You will find your residence in Bunkhouse #14. You will retain all that you have received from your previous stay. 

 Search, seek, persist. Take heart in your heart. 

The young, though, were a sore spot. People around Tressa’s age... she couldn’t help but panic slightly at the thought of them getting into trouble -- standing up straight in alarm when a young boy enters the place.

“Ah... are you alright?!” Perhaps she was overreacting, but...

Welcome to Eidolon, traveler. Wishes have brought you far, and we know they will only bring you further.

You will find your residence in Bunkhouse #16.

It seems you can still use your illusion and pass as a human, however... where did your heightened senses go? Perhaps, this time you may truly pass for a human.

Search, seek, persist. Take heart in your heart.