Otter Creek remain until the end

totes fine!

Maegi hadn't considered that the woman would be taken aback by her request. It seemed natural as breathing, praying. . .at least to her. Why not give it a try, at least? But when the stranger abruptly announced her departure, the Nona couldn't help but think she had said something wrong. Still, she offered a solemn smile in return.

Safe travels, she murmured, probably too late, for the woman was already moving away. Jaes isse, she said, a little louder. May we meet again, if Jaes wills it.

Strange, gods that did not speak. Perhaps even stranger, those that did not hear their voices. Maegi shrugged, wondering at the entire conversation, and began to make her way back to the forest. Coelacanth she was not, but the face Maegi had met today certainly would stay with her.