WetHawk
One Thousand Club
All things considered, this could be going much, much worse. Mentally sorting through the onslaught of questions, Valerie nodded at the paladin’s interjection. “Yes, I am afraid that it is hardly a very exciting or glamorous excuse. To be honest, I maintained the disguise out of habit rather than distrust.”
At Virra’s question, Valerie had to giggle a little. “No, to the best of my knowledge at least, I am not Lestone’s great grandson, or any sort of relation.” Her next volley of questions gave Valerie some pause. “Runaway may be a bit... over dramatic. In the interest of honesty, I may have made a sudden departure from the home of some family friends under the guise of attending Azarad. Also... no. I am not a noble lady.” There was something strange in her tone there, but then she continued, holding up her hand with the ring. “Yes, the ring has everything to do with it. My weapons and powers are not illusions, although I’d forgive you for thinking they were, given the circumstances.”
Holding out a hand, her ring glowed briefly as a large, wicked looking battle axe formed in her grip out of particles of salt that projected from the simple band. She offered it out to Virra for inspection. “You asked about a connection between me and Lestone before, and I was honest when I said I have none... but I believe that my ring might.”
At Virra’s question, Valerie had to giggle a little. “No, to the best of my knowledge at least, I am not Lestone’s great grandson, or any sort of relation.” Her next volley of questions gave Valerie some pause. “Runaway may be a bit... over dramatic. In the interest of honesty, I may have made a sudden departure from the home of some family friends under the guise of attending Azarad. Also... no. I am not a noble lady.” There was something strange in her tone there, but then she continued, holding up her hand with the ring. “Yes, the ring has everything to do with it. My weapons and powers are not illusions, although I’d forgive you for thinking they were, given the circumstances.”
Holding out a hand, her ring glowed briefly as a large, wicked looking battle axe formed in her grip out of particles of salt that projected from the simple band. She offered it out to Virra for inspection. “You asked about a connection between me and Lestone before, and I was honest when I said I have none... but I believe that my ring might.”