[h3]Narkissa Langdon[/h3]


[@Rune_Alchemist] [@Crusader Lord]

It was only natural that Narkissa would help Leannah, especially when she’d been… a little negligent in looking for her. Even as she helped her back to Lazhira’s house, though, every word out of the cat girl seemed crazier than before. The fact that gods could be made was a revelation in and of itself, not to mention the Illuminator seemed to have a mother. It was all very Greek to Narkissa, in more ways than one. 

Which… was kind of saying something, since Narkissa was a Greek name, after all. 

Halfway through it, Leannah’s words began to ramble, but foretold of momentous truths. The fact that the girl didn’t outright say it in front of the two of them was information in and of itself, but Narkissa didn’t press her on it. She needed to know, but with her being so injured and with such a fragile mental state, now wasn’t the time for that. She’d ask the cat girl about it later, when she was healthy and rested up. 

Like Lazhira, she gave Leannah a quick, and hopefully comforting hug when they finally got back to the house, but not before setting aside all the wood she’d gathered in a good spot. Narkissa couldn’t help but to raise an eyebrow at the younger girl, though. After all, before Leannah had stumbled into their conversation, what to do with the orb was the very topic they’d been discussing. [b]“We should talk about that later,”[/b] she suggested, before settling down next to Leannah. 

[b]“Holding up alright? If you’re hungry –you look hungry—I can see if I can’t cook something up here. I doubt Lazhira would mind. Otherwise, I’ll let you rest… you need it,”[/b] she commented, appraising the girl’s condition once again. [b]“Either way, I’ll be nearby—I’m going to either try to continue making a frame out of this wood, or finally get a look at my growing book collection.”
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