Northstar Vale gregorian chants to calm me

kalika was different from her sisters in that she did see some use in the males. they had something that the women didn't, something that interested her more than watching them slave. 

the siren maintained her serious expression but allowed her body language to soften. she settled into a lounging position and motioned for aiolos to do the same. you speak our language, kalika hummed, and i see how you carry yourself. you know my sisters, then? 

she awaited his response before continuing. don't be so tense. it's insulting. although absolutely serious, she added a laugh onto the statement for embellishment. as a yearling, she'd enjoyed playing the game of seduction, but age had weathered her patience. the consort would hear her proposition and either accept it, or deny.