» An Unexpected Party

Virga... You glance over your shoulder to find Savera already wandering away. With a snort, you turn to follow her. What could she be up to, now? Approaching an ugly horned man, a stranger, just to ask questions. What does the stranger know, anyway? Reluctantly, you follow in her brilliant wake, a cold darkness against the soft brilliance of her manner, her voice. You don't know what she's up to, but you hang in the background just in case she gets in over her head. Aside from this, you're content to let her act. She seems to enjoy herself around others, and you prefer to see her happy. Your attention is torn from her, anyway, by the sudden boom of the Protector's voice. Wings half-flared, you spin to face him, your eyes narrowed. A party? What for? What in the Rift deserves to be celebrated? You glare at him for a moment longer, eyes narrowed, before you notice the gifts appearing on and around the others. Another snort. You step closer to Vera, carefully inspecting her, hoping nothing strange touches the pair of you. You don't need Rift-born gifts. You probably do need to get the hell out of here before anything else strange happens. light shines brighter in the dark

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@Savera
ooc// He's just hanging behind Vera looking annoyed.