Sunset Valley Tspēsh

you summon, she appears!

Whenever one sought her, Aspa was never far. A mere thought was enough to summon her. Preceded by a low chuckle and the musky trace of her scent, she emerged from the plains, leaving behind a sinuous path through the grass.

Nå, hvilken herlig overraskelse... she murmured, greeting the White Lady—the Blizzardske Dame. Jeg havde ikke forventet at se dig. Ikke sådan her.Her gaze drifted, lingering on the great weight she carried before her.

Nordens børn kræver deres plads… Nogle er så utålmodige efter at opsluge verden, at de selv baner sig vej ud af det skjul, der var meningen at beskytte dem… Reassuring words, as always, accompanied by a mirthful smile. Men frygt ikke, Ayovi. Guderne har talt…

Her right ear flicked, a brief disturbance. Then, with a slight tilt of her head and a touch of irritation, she reached up to scratch it. Unless, of course, the gods had something more to say?