10-29-2016, 08:38 AM
She responds calmly to her question about Sylva. "No. Beqanna used to be.. Different. But we are in this form of her, and we respect her power. This is where I shall reside, though." She finds it difficult to think about the change of the landscape - she'd trekked to where the deserts used to be and it was a wall of mist. "There's actually some of the mist at the far border of Sylva. It is hiding what has not been earned." She adds, her voice oddly low, as if someone was coming. But she saw no others in the vicinity.
"We do not have castes; you take on whatever helping role you desire. I chose to be one of the Guardians of Sylva. It's what I know best from being in the army caste before." She adds, after many minutes of content silence went by as they watched Sylva. The oranges were darker, as it had become autumn. She'd started to slowly learn the ways of this new land, but did not yet understand it. She didn't understand why Beqanna had changed her scape.
"We do not have castes; you take on whatever helping role you desire. I chose to be one of the Guardians of Sylva. It's what I know best from being in the army caste before." She adds, after many minutes of content silence went by as they watched Sylva. The oranges were darker, as it had become autumn. She'd started to slowly learn the ways of this new land, but did not yet understand it. She didn't understand why Beqanna had changed her scape.