Interacting with: [@Shadow Dragon] [@Searat]

Hecate, upon seeing the vampire's interaction with Mortimer, and hearing that his magic can't effect her, she visibly loosened up. She floated out from behind Mortimer. [color=6ecff6]"I... I will give him a chance."[/color] She looked between the two, and though they weren't the company she used to keep, she felt comfort in no longer being alone. [color=6ecff6]"Yes, we will, I suppose... but to what end? I was hoping to find survivors and rebuild the Everdark.... I have had no luck in finding anyone...[/color] She let out another mournful sob as ethereal tears fell from her eyes and dissipated before making it halfway to the ground. [color=6ecff6]"Are your plans similar, sirs?"[/color]

Hecate attempted to stiffen her upper lip, but sorrow remained evident on her face as she reminisced of the goblins and other monsters she had seen as family. Some Lamias, cave trolls, and even more were among her now deceased friends. She used to cook meals for them from the meats they harvested from rats, small fish, and the rare adventurer who had journeyed too far alone. She cried yet again, realizing that even now she won't be able to cook for her new companions.