[h3]Narkissa Langdon[/h3]


[@Rune_Alchemist] [@Crusader Lord]

[b]“Oh? Interesting… Can’t say knowing you can mess with memories isn’t a bit disconcerting, but I’m curious what you mean in regards to ‘inspiration.’ Suppose your skillset takes after your father, eh?” [/b]She shrugged. Narkissa [i]had[/i] taken the information quite well, but then again, with the absurdity of things ever since arriving here, combined with her own knowledge of… petty… godly things, she wasn’t exactly about to go 180 on Lazhira.

She scrunched her face at her reply. [b]“There’s not really any particularly good answer to the dilemma, isn’t there? Still, having all your cards in one place…”[/b] She paused, caught just as off-guard by Leannah’s sudden and dramatic appearance as Lazhira had been. 

[b]“Leannah! Where have you been?” [/b]Narkissa echoed after Lazhira, although she avoided shouting. [b]“I was afraid the Illuminator had snatched you up alongside the temple,”[/b] she admitted, slightly guilty that she had stayed to mess around with paper and hadn’t been more proactive in searching for the wayward catgirl. Narkissa set aside her axe and plank and got up to help the fallen girl.

[b]“Anyway, are you alright? You look miserable.” [/b]