[Plucked from one world and into another...there is a chaos there that a fairy such as her can appreciate, but a powerlessness that she simply can't stand. Never mind her last waking memory is of a sword being plunged through her heart, but the powers and magic here feel familiar-yet-foreign enough that it's disruptive, and everything about her and her limitless power has been stripped.
She feels so...mundane.
Diablo sits at her shoulder, her more familiar Familiar, while the one who's from this world is off to do her bidding.
It's a song that draws her attention from whatever it is she's doing in the forested area near in the spring, and she follows it, lurking in the shadows of the trees as a familiar maiden sings along with her animal companion.
Ah. It's Her. Alive and well. How awful.
When spotted she remains where she is, hand resting at the glowing head of her scepter.]
It is unwise for young maidens to be out in the woods alone. Your singing may attract undesirable attention.
[Diablo, meanwhile, adjusts himself at her shoulder, opening and closing his wings as he regains balance, staring at the owl.
(i'm not apping but i have this account laying around, so......)
She feels so...mundane.
Diablo sits at her shoulder, her more familiar Familiar, while the one who's from this world is off to do her bidding.
It's a song that draws her attention from whatever it is she's doing in the forested area near in the spring, and she follows it, lurking in the shadows of the trees as a familiar maiden sings along with her animal companion.
Ah. It's Her. Alive and well. How awful.
When spotted she remains where she is, hand resting at the glowing head of her scepter.]
It is unwise for young maidens to be out in the woods alone. Your singing may attract undesirable attention.
[Diablo, meanwhile, adjusts himself at her shoulder, opening and closing his wings as he regains balance, staring at the owl.