[center][h2][b]Ophelia[/b][/h2][/center]

After viewing the memory Ophelia staggered back a little, the sudden changing of perspectives a little disorienting at the best of times. She smiled as she came to, though, for it was at least a reasonably pleasant memory--an awful Hunt, to be certain, but to see Dietrich fight... She felt like she was only beginning to understand the depths of his ability, and still remained fairly awed. She wondered what it would be like to watch him fight with a Holy Moonlight Sword of his own, how beautiful the dancing of the moonmotes would be as his blade acted as conductor and usher of the deceased both.

"My, he's exceptional... it makes sense, I suppose, given that he's Eileen's son, or grandson. That's what those little sprites around him were, echoes of a vow so strong it can be passed down in blood. Blood... a truly holy medium, isn't it? It makes me wonder... Cainhurst, Vilebloods, their... our blood must carry an influence too--an influence the old Healing Church needed to wipe out. I wonder..." Ophelia began, before quickly jogging over to the Shopkeeper and the Doll.

"Hello, loves, I've a little question: your prior Hunter-selves must've done no shortage of labyrinth crawling, no? Is there aught you can tell us of Isz? Also--we've worked out what causes the tentacles to spawn: saying the Golden One's name. And I suppose we should inform you about the little sanctuary..." Ophelia began, stating that she had one question to ask and coming out with more than that--as was her wont. She proceeded to inform the Shopkeeper of all that'd happened there and awaited a reply to her initial question.