Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20180510173057/@comment-30014014-20180529182500

"That he is, Hakaishin. A man of many masks, though I am honored that he deigned reveal them all to me. Even the more...shameful one" she returns to Aro. Being a deity able to 'sense' spirits, looking at Alex's disposition gives him the sense of brief calamity following the last two words. Whatever it was, seems like she is not fond of whatever this 'shameful one' is.

"I must say, however..." she continues, the slight dread evaporated into a more mellow ambient spirit despite her monotone voice "...the culinary he brought back from your palace is a delicacy. To think I used to savor sweet, now spice is a flavor I look forward to. And it looks like I have your surrogate mother to thank for that. I would like to send something as gratitude once the mistakes are dealt with". Were he to see through her arcane mask, a simple mild smile would be etched on her face.

"I am here because the clown thought it would be good experience for me to mettle with deities. He himself has been found unable to partake in the aid of the Hakaishin as he is bound elsewhere to the service of his and now, my patron far from this plane", Alex answers without turning face, her arms now crossed toward the interloper, though her words were directed at the primevial reptile.

Taking two steps to the left, she claps her hands together and separates them slowly, as if to open something. As to answer her movement, a miniature tear rips open besides her, formulated as a chair. A simple, wooden chair upon which she sits.