Hoshor Plains a glass of chardonnay with ghosts

"Some would say that we are just pawns manipulated and pushed by gods above," Wraen continued the philosophical note their conversation had taken. "But... I like to think that we meet each other for a reason - we might not know it yet, but it could play an important role later," she finished. 

"How has life treated you - Ibis - I remember a little kid in the mountains and I have a feeling that we might have run into each other, when you lived in the willows, but that just could be my memory tricking me," she explained. "That happens, when you advance in years - timelines become blurry first and then lose all meaning."