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05-02-2017, 03:11 PM
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Isopia
During a more appropriate moment, Isopia will ask Yael to tutor her in the golden mare's strange language. The dialect has proven itself to not only be beautiful (as spoken by Yael, anyways), but apparently also helpful. Although ... Isopia doesn't doubt Yael's accuracy as a translator, but the words seem so ... so at odds with everything that they have seen and learned so far. Although perhaps that is not the case. It was as the Goddess said, perhaps it was only conflicting and confused emotions that made the words of peace and Kaos saving seem to dissonant. "Amazing." Isopia began, meaning the word as a compliment first and foremost to Yael, and only then in relation to the mare's translation. "Kaos has said that he is here to help ... but to save. Is it us who are meant to be saved?" Glancing up at the symbols, Isopia can of course nothing in the way of assistance with the translation, but perhaps she can do something else..."Perhaps this will help?" Retreating back a pace or two, Isopia unfurled her large wings and launched herself into the air. Spiraling nimbly towards the top of the altar to the symbols Yael was having difficulty reading, Isopia conjured a long stream of water and directed it towards the glowing markings. She did her best to wipe away any grime or dirt that might make the translation more difficult, before gliding back towards the duo below. "Was that at all helpful?" |
