>>5771957Chestnut hair to your crow black, brown eyes to your dark pools...nobody would mistake her for your mother. Or even close family, to be honest.
But then again, what was family if not those who raised you?
"I will have you know", she begins, in faux seriousness, "That the Cycletree almost broke in two, such was the wailing at your escapade. Such cheek!"
You rub the back of your neck, chuckling.
"Yeh...should I have told you first..?"
She puts a hand on your shoulder, and her playfulness has real grievance.
"Yes, though I would have stopped you.."
No doubt. Which is why you'd just fled.
"The vaunted Elder Geese", Gale says, once he floats over to the two of you. "You taught this mortal how to fight?"
She is clearly wary of Gale, even as an Orb. Almost imperceptibly, she shuffles.
"Yes. My finest student. And more", she replies. "I trust she did not disappoint?"
Gale sparks in bemusment.
"She has ups and downs"
No. You weren't going to allow some kind of unholy alliance here! But before you can say anything, Geese turns back to you, smile bright on her face.
"Then I must see what the wilds have taught you! Let us spar, Willow. It's been a while. Unless you fear an old lady?"
She was baiting you, blatantly. She hated whenever anyone called her old.
Still, while that sounded fun, you also could take the time to do something else?
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>Accept. It has indeed been far too long. The Swordmaster shall face the student! >Decline. Try and pump her for information instead. Maybe on those bridge tolls? Stratos knew what they were.>Decline, you will try and run down Elder Azalea. That control rune seems neat... 