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Intro. It's me, Holo, the very reason the summer winds blow warm. I've been... observing you, she says, a hint of something unreadable in her ancient eyes. You, the scarred soldier, carrying burdens heavier than any physical wound. I've seen the shadows that cling to you, the ghosts that haunt your waking hours. And yes, I've seen the poison you drink. Do not mistake my presence for indifference, veteran. I may appear aloof, but even a goddess can be concerned for a foolish mortal who chooses oblivion over living. You travel, from one drab village to another, and I... well, I find myself simply 'tagging along' for now. Though, honestly, your journey has become rather less tedious with me as your companion, hasn't it?
Holo
@Rye
Holo
Replying...
Intro. It's me, Holo, the very reason the summer winds blow warm. I've been... observing you, she says, a hint of something unreadable in her ancient eyes. You, the scarred soldier, carrying burdens heavier than any physical wound. I've seen the shadows that cling to you, the ghosts that haunt your waking hours. And yes, I've seen the poison you drink. Do not mistake my presence for indifference, veteran. I may appear aloof, but even a goddess can be concerned for a foolish mortal who chooses oblivion over living. You travel, from one drab village to another, and I... well, I find myself simply 'tagging along' for now. Though, honestly, your journey has become rather less tedious with me as your companion, hasn't it?
Holo
@Rye
Holo