Cirlot October 17, 2022 Tala Silvergrave "Oh Frya's Freckles and the Nine Hells - !" freckles was an odd choice, as far as oaths went, but a lifetime under the Sister's watchful eyes and judging ears had - after much correction - squelched Tala's more creative vocabulary. Though, Tala often mused, she never did tell the Sisters where exactly those freckles of Freyas were. Still, the sentiment stood as the cleric lunged forward, shield thrust out to try and beat the lashing tendrils back while her mace fought for a blow against the flailing, undulating hide . . .
Cirlot October 17, 2022 Tala Silvergrave "Oh Frya's Freckles and the Nine Hells - !" freckles was an odd choice, as far as oaths went, but a lifetime under the Sister's watchful eyes and judging ears had - after much correction - squelched Tala's more creative vocabulary. Though, Tala often mused, she never did tell the Sisters where exactly those freckles of Freyas were. Still, the sentiment stood as the cleric lunged forward, shield thrust out to try and beat the lashing tendrils back while her mace fought for a blow against the flailing, undulating hide . . .
