Nephtys
First Post
Ionna stands unmoving and silent, listening to the others speak with her eyes seemingly gazing into some distant and fashinating abyss, mirrored in the bottomless pools of her eyes. A small smile, disappearing as suddenly and causelessly as it appeared, is the only expression of emotion on her face. She has her own reasons for being here, and those reasons are enough.
*She accepts the money offered*, offers an infinitesmal nod of her head to Randal Morn and walks out of the building.
The girl, this pale and dark girl, little more than a child but cloaked in the shadows of Wisdom and Power, has begun her journey towards the end.
*She accepts the money offered*, offers an infinitesmal nod of her head to Randal Morn and walks out of the building.
The girl, this pale and dark girl, little more than a child but cloaked in the shadows of Wisdom and Power, has begun her journey towards the end.