12-19-2019, 02:42 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]/just gonna casually reply 11 days later
Within a few moments, Lemy arrived, and offered a small show of melodrama. This wasn't especially surprising by now, so Rin simply shrugged and turned back to Leroy. As Leroy bowed his head, Rin dipped her head in return, then looked back up and listened. He didn't know? How did he not know about the welfare of his own group mate?
When he clarified that he'd been dead, though, she nodded. That much sounded familiar- she'd seen creatures return from the dead all the time. She had to wonder if that had to do with the odd phenomenon that had caused the old gods to fall; if the Ferryman was now reduced to making threats on the lives of children rather than simply yanking souls from the mortal plane on a whim, it made sense that death's grip would be weaker here.
Once Leroy informed them of Crow's decision, Rin gave a low hum of acknowledgement. She wasn't especially well-versed in Tanglewood's affairs, but Idyllfields had spoken well of Crow in the past- she decided it was fair to assume that if Crow had selected Leroy, it was for good reason. "Congratulations on your appointment, then," she remarked. The way Leroy spoke led her to believe that Crow was still alive and well, and that Leroy was okay with being leader; with both of those in mind, congratulations would make sense. "And it was no problem- the Pitt needed to be stopped."
With Leroy's polite refusal of the herbs, Rin shrugged. That made sense, she supposed- to her recollection, most of the herbs that grew better in Elysium's climate than Tanglewood's were rather situational, more so than the common marigold, cobwebs, and the like. "Well, I won't rush you out the door," she replied, "but if that's all, have a safe trip back."
Within a few moments, Lemy arrived, and offered a small show of melodrama. This wasn't especially surprising by now, so Rin simply shrugged and turned back to Leroy. As Leroy bowed his head, Rin dipped her head in return, then looked back up and listened. He didn't know? How did he not know about the welfare of his own group mate?
When he clarified that he'd been dead, though, she nodded. That much sounded familiar- she'd seen creatures return from the dead all the time. She had to wonder if that had to do with the odd phenomenon that had caused the old gods to fall; if the Ferryman was now reduced to making threats on the lives of children rather than simply yanking souls from the mortal plane on a whim, it made sense that death's grip would be weaker here.
Once Leroy informed them of Crow's decision, Rin gave a low hum of acknowledgement. She wasn't especially well-versed in Tanglewood's affairs, but Idyllfields had spoken well of Crow in the past- she decided it was fair to assume that if Crow had selected Leroy, it was for good reason. "Congratulations on your appointment, then," she remarked. The way Leroy spoke led her to believe that Crow was still alive and well, and that Leroy was okay with being leader; with both of those in mind, congratulations would make sense. "And it was no problem- the Pitt needed to be stopped."
With Leroy's polite refusal of the herbs, Rin shrugged. That made sense, she supposed- to her recollection, most of the herbs that grew better in Elysium's climate than Tanglewood's were rather situational, more so than the common marigold, cobwebs, and the like. "Well, I won't rush you out the door," she replied, "but if that's all, have a safe trip back."
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