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“Whom art thou?” The young woman said in an odd accent- with a pattern of speech that didn’t sound like a style Nauk anybody actually spoke anymore- maybe not ever. Strange as the words were, her voice had the tune of soft breeze, of light bells in the wind, gentle and soothing. “Thine speech proclaims a Nauk, hadst thou come for mine person of thine own will, or by the will of another?” She tilted her head, eyes wide and curious- something shuffled beneath her cloak- a look down at her feet revealed they were bare save for strips of cloth that hung over them…did her feet not touch the ground? “If thou art not a friend of Caelus, then I ask for thine aid that thoust offered…mine own escorts are separated from me, and it ist a matter of most import for many that I do not become their captive. The one whomst guided me to this place departed and didst not return.”
…Uh huh. This girl had to be who Countess Haile was looking for, just for how strange she was. When she moved about the room, it was impossible not to notice that she didn’t actually <span class="mu-i">walk</span>- she pushed herself off of the furniture, off of walls, to glide about as though on ice.
The question of “Who are you” was not responded to, as the girl frowned and shook her head. “Thou does not know whom I am, yet hast come here searching? It is not fair for you to accept such a duty without the knowledge of the-”
There wasn’t time for this. Walter grabbed her by the wrist, and was surprised at how little resistance she gave- even bodily. It was like she was sliding along behind on ice. Up on the tank she was lifted- she weighed practically nothing whatsoever, and she seemed to drift down, and whorl.
“Ah…” she breathed out, looking to where she had been dragged, “Mine name, you asked?”
Yes. That.
She nodded. “I am…” she hesitated, “Velecacia Alsbeth Guldharth Belle Himmselsdorf-Galdraz. Doth that name hadst significance to you?”
Whether it did or not, the find was reported. The response was curt and immediate, from the Countess.
“Good. Bring her to headquarters, immediately. All units, cancel further operations concerning the primary objective.” The Countess let a sigh of relief out, onto the air…
