5/24/2025, 6:18 PM
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The end of the world threatened, and yet the day-to-day would continue to press onward. Food. Drink. Conversation. Politics. Nothing paused, even in the face of the apocalypse.
Amaranth had spent some time searching the whole of the Respite for clues — Runes. There had been whispers in her mind, soft persuasions that drove her to continue looking ... and yet as the days persisted, she grew more rugged. The poisoned water and the toxic air were slowly draining the Elysium wolves of their prosperity — and their sanity.
So she was almost grateful when something more concrete made its way into her senses. The song of foreign wolves and the breath of winter air — a summoning for the wolves of the foothills. The wraith would perk her ears, swiveling her head toward the border before casually making her way toward the congregation.
Amaris?He'd been nearby and would have likely heard the howl, too. She supposed he should come along, since Valeska ...
... well ... unfortunately, her wife was a bit ... predisposed at the moment. (Well, she was a bit bedridden, actually, seeing as she had spent most of her days of late drinking the lake walker and hacking it back up.) Unfortunately, Valeska was normally the one who took pride in their foreign affairs. Valeska was good at keeping Amaranth in the know — it was just a matter of how much the golden woman retained.
She slowed as she approached the group, recognizing the cold scent. It was not one she'd personally known, but it was one she found laced in Valeska's fur after a time at some festival. Valeska had been sparse with the details of exactly what had happened there.
The Augur would slow, running her purple gaze quietly over the group. She recognized only one — the one with the split face. He had saved many of them when the fires had broken forth.
Týr,she greeted.
And ... everyone. Welcome.Her voice was cool, her eyes quiet with curiosity and inquiry.
It is good to meet you all. To what do we owe the visit?The wind blew, gently tousling the raven feathers in her fur as she offered them an eerie smile.
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Valeska is allowed in any of Amaranth's threads
