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04-28-2017, 10:23 AM
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Isopia in places deep with roots entwined i live among you, well disguised Isopia had been thinking quite a bit about what the Goddess had advised them all to do with regards to Kaos. If anything, she felt comforted to know that dealing with this new deity didn't firmly rest on her shoulders. She was no longer a Czarina, no longer the daughter of the herd's God. She was a demi-god still, yes. But now she was just a Seer. She would pass on the information that she received and do her best to comply with it, but ultimately the task of guiding the herd fell to Lyanna and Alysanne. Something about that was immensely comforting. And so, bathed in moonlight, Isopia merely did what she did best: she thought. Standing on the edge of one of the cliffs, Isopia stared out into the dark swell of the ocean below. Mist swirled around her, but Isopia's mind ignored her surroundings completely. Her body did not, however. Stone began to creep up her limbs making it appear as though she was a living statue, rather than a member of the herd here to think. Nearby, Hubris and Babel flew in lazy circles enjoying the way that the mist coated their wings in a light sheen of moisture. |
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