Skill: Seer
His voice carried a familiar song, a melody so close to home. While she could not see the boy, she could tell he drew nearer despite the veil of fog that separated them.
To whom though?
The woman muttered to herself incomprehensibly, and then she stopped; silence. Perhaps this stranger would be the key to unlock the source.
Ancient magic,the woman breathed, casting her eyes up at the stone that stood nearest herself. She was a mere foot from its base, and even then, she still felt dwarfed.
Or perhaps, to those who do not wish to see, just a stone circle.her voice followed, her paws seizing the bones as if she still had hands and clumsily dropping them back to the ground. It was linear this time, a line that suggested progression, a storyline that was connected.
To whom though?
The woman muttered to herself incomprehensibly, and then she stopped; silence. Perhaps this stranger would be the key to unlock the source.
Come closer boy,
