2022-02-17: Her Smallest Biggest Fan
- Log: Her Smallest Biggest Fan
- Cast: Seraph Clarine, Seraph Boudicca, Eleanor Klein, Seraph Nimue, Ida Everstead-Rey
- Where: Biroclef Ridge
- Date: February 17, 2022
- Summary: A rumor has arisen that the Wisp of Biroclef Ridge has returned to haunt the canyon and the surrounding settlements. In the past this was a title attributed to Clarine, and so she gathers her friends to seek out the truth behind the rumors...
=============================<* Biroclef Ridge *>============================= Biroclef Ridge is a network of canyons and high ridges that stretch across the southern mountains between the Gododdin region and Pearloats Pasture. The ridges here are narrow and difficult to walk, which makes trade between them difficult. This also aren't blessed by the temperate weather to the north; the land is drier here, except when great storms come rolling in from the southern seas. The network of ridges, canyons, and caverns also forms a maze that many an unfortunate traveler has gotten lost in. BGM: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wGxq2eoLSDY
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Clarine has posed.
A particular rumor had arisen. Word around the village of Gododdin is that the entity they call 'the Wisp of Biroclef Ridge' has returned. This rumor is of particular concern to Clarine... because, she is the entity they call the Wisp. It is not a role she has played in quite some time.
It is not a role she would like to take on again.
However, someone has, and so Clarine has asked some of her friends to accompany her to investigate these rumors. By all accounts, it's something she could investigate on her own... but though she doesn't bring it up herself, it's clear that the situation brings up bad memories for her.
And so, today brings them all to Biroclef Ridge, carefully making their way through the mountainous labyrinth. With Clarine as their guide, finding their way in and out will be easy, at least.
"If they are anything like I was... then, they will be looking for travelers who appear to be lost. It will be easiest to find them off the beaten path..." Clarine suggests.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Boudicca has posed.
The Beast of Lohgrin knows something of roles humans create for them, all hewn from expectation and the limitations of their eyes. Roles they left aside --
The Seraph, Boudicca, has lived amongst mountains before. Not this mountain, though, so Clarine's assistance is quite valuable. Boudicca is, at least, less absolutely lost here in the wilderness. Her natural inclination is still to let herself get lost and find her own path in the wandering, but twisting trees and gnarled bushes are much more intuitive signposts to her than endless rows of townhouses could ever be.
"Though, the path could be led by woven markers..." Boudicca wonders, a touch vague, before she comes back to the point. "In any case, we do not wish to find the path!"
When she looks at all the underbrush in the way, though, she looks back to the mortals in their party. "Ah, I ought have thought of this prior --" Boudicca says, before she gestures to them, with a brief flare of magic. Shortly, Ida and Eleanor will find themselves ensorcelled with the basic magic.. of a 'Float' spell! They are now freed from the tyranny of having to step on the ground to keep walking forward, so long as there's ground a foot or two underneath them.
(Boudicca, of course, was already floating.)
<Pose Tracker> Eleanor Klein has posed.
Eleanor Klein is of course happy to accompany Clarine to investigate a rumor. ...Particularly since she doesn't want to go alone, as Eleanor can clearly find. She is here walking through the mountains, and with Clarine as their guide, she is not concerned with getting lost. ...Luckily, she doesn't mind a little rtracking through mountains. ...She was not already floating, as it happens. And she is not lost! But.. she can pretend. "All right!" Eleanor answers, and trudges along with the others in her nice boots. They are well broken-in by now, and she follows the Seraphim--and suddenly, she is floating!
"Oh, that's lovely," Eleanor says to Boudicca, "Thank you!"
"Any signs?" she inquires of Clarine.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Nimue has posed.
Nimue has spent a lot of time, in the years between the handful of adventurous periods in her life, making and then pointedly breaking bonds. She has very few ride-or-dies.
Clarine is one.
So she's here.
Nimue is in her adventuring garb -- which really just looks like a slightly thicker version of her normal clothes, plus goggles that she currently wears like a headband rather than like goggles. "Sooo... what do you think they're up to? Identity theft is a serious crime!" Nimue asks, then declares.
She cannot float, but does periodically go into long, low-gravity hops rather than walk.
<Pose Tracker> Ida Everstead-Rey has posed.
This is not the first time Ida's come to this part of Glenwood. It is, however, the first time she's come on foot, and not in her Gear. The scale of everything is so much greater, more direct. Biroclef is a striking place, worthy of a visit even if Clarine didn't need her help.
"I can see why," says Ida, as the Light Seraph explains her former methods. "This place is a labyrinth." She's been careful to follow the Seraphim closely, especially Clarine. "One wrong choice and you'd end up hopelessly lost." She's dressed for the area, wearing local homespun dyed black and golden-yellow. Her ensorcelled boots have already been a boon on some of the more treacherous trails, and the little Seer's capelet--black, embroidered with flames around the edges--seems all the more appropriate given it's just her, Eleanor, and a group of Seraphim.
Ida blinks once, and looks down as her foot hangs in the air. There's still traction beneath it, and she takes a few experimental steps before she seems to get the hang of it. "Thank you, Boudicca," she says.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Clarine has posed.
"Yes... It is something I saw time and time again. There are maps, these days, but even those are not perfect..." Clarine replies to Ida with a nod. "...For a time, I had hoped to accomplish some good..."
Nimue poses a question, then, and Clarine has to pause to consider it.
"...I am... unsure." Clarine admits. "That is what I wish to find out. If they are attempting to lead travelers astray as the stories suggest, then they must be stopped. But if their intentions are pure..."
She stops, hesitates. ...If so, what will she do? She isn't sure yet.
Boudicca's consideration is a good one - with Ida and Eleanor floating, they'll be able to make their way through the canyon that much more easily. Nimue's low-gravity hops prove just as serviceable.
In this way, they cover a lot more ground. With some amount of trepidation, she scans their surroundings for any signs of their target... until, eventually, she pauses in her tracks.
"...Yes." She finally answers Eleanor, hanging back a little. "There, up ahead. Do you see it?"
Up ahead, where the canyon splits, there is a light. Almost as if reacting to the presence of corporeal beings - Ida and Eleanor - it begins to dance beckoningly. To the non-Resonant, it would appear to simply be a ball of light floating in mid-air. But to those who are, like everyone here...
...As they draw closer, it is clearly a lantern held aloft on a long stick by a tiny creature with white and cream-colored fur, big, round eyes, and a mining helmet(complete with light) a size slightly too big for her head. For those who are familiar, it is clearly -
"...One of the Normin? I did not anticipate this..." Clarine remarks. She considers approaching... but hesitates for a moment.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Boudicca has posed.
It's fine if Nimue doesn't want to float! Boudicca has some conception of why she wouldn't, but that's also why she doesn't cast a floating spell on Nimue. She's trying to make travel easier, not harder!
(So she's quite pleased when Eleanor and Ida are happy with their assistance.)
"We shall not know until we find the truth of it," Boudicca supposes, on the topic of identity theft. "Regardless, we are with you, Clarine."
What would Boudicca do, if she found another woman hiding out in the bones of a bestial statue? She hasn't had cause to wonder about it, until now. It's quite a thing for Clarine to face up to, she thinks.
And as they go, the light.
"Hark, the shining!" Boudicca exclaims, a little ruffle of a breeze through her silks and her braids as she points. She ventures closer, with Clarine. One floating step after another --
Boudicca looks to Clarine, surprised. "The... Normin?"
Daily reminder: Boudicca, who was raised in a swamp, knows nothing about her own people or existence. She's filled in a lot of those gaps very quickly, on a Seraph timescale, but there are still gaps.
She blinks, looking back to the light. "Er..." Boudicca starts, haplessly. She looks over to Nimue. The message is wordless as it is plaintive: HELP
<Pose Tracker> Eleanor Klein has posed.
Identity theft is a serious crime. Eleanor for her part sticks close to Nimue, more out of companionability than anything else. And she must agree that it's something of a labyrinth...
When Clarine finally answers, Eleanor pauses, and looks up ahead. "I... do," she says, and peers closer. It dances, beckoningly, and that's very lovely and all, but Eleanor looks more closely. She draws closer, careful not to lose her footing on the air just above the ground where she'swalking, nad... there's...
"Oh!" Eleanor says, softly, and looks to Clarine curiously, before she looks back to the Normin. "Oh, it's..."
"It's so cute," she murmurs, delight spreading across her face. She does not actually notice Boudicca's distress, because she is quite thoroughly focused on their NEW FRIEND.
"Eee..." Pause. "Ahem, that is... We... really must inquire what's going on..."
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Nimue has posed.
Nimue stubbornly moves the way a Nimue moves. Sometimes she does it even if it's harder than available alternatives. She is: a weirdo! But no one will ever be a Nimue quite like Nimue, and she takes some pride in that.
Nodding to Clarine, Nimue says, simply, "Up to you! It's your old place, it's your rules." If there's one thing Nimue firmly believes, it's that Clarine is correct in the way that matters on this and all other topics. Few Seraphim have bigger brains. She lets Clarine take the lead, until at last they start to see a ball of light -- and then its source --
Nimue's cheeks puff out. "You have got to be shitting me," she says, blinking in that decidedly abrupt, 'there is almost a sound effect attached to this' kind of way she so often does.
Boudicca seems confused, and looks to Nimue. She decides to have a side conversation. "So like. You know how there are Seraphim who are cats? Sometimes they're like... round plushie cats." She leans in a little closer, and says, "Most of them act stupid but it's a bit. They're REAL sneaky-smart. Except when they're complete idiots. But like. It's always one of the two."
<Pose Tracker> Ida Everstead-Rey has posed.
"It's your reputation, Clarine," Ida says, as she walks leisurely down a slope of fallen rock, floating a foot off the ground. "It's your call to make." She stops for a moment, floating in mid-air--simply enjoying the novelty of it as she scans the nearby cliffs. Nothing. She looks back to Clarine. "Nothing so far," she says.
When Clarine comes to a stop, Ida does as well, her eyes fixing on the floating sphere. "I think we have our imposter." She glances back at Clarine, and then walks towards the light, her footfalls utterly soundless.
And then, she sees it. "A--awww!" It slips out before Ida can stop herself. Her eyes light up, and a bright smile dawns on her face. A moment later, she realizes that might have been very rude, and she clears her throat. "...Hello?" she says, raising a hand and waving it back and forth.
She does hear Boudicca's consternation, and Nimue's response, but her primary frame of reference is poor Bienfu, and Ida's not sure she wants to bring him up in front of Boudicca. She might get the idea to Do Something. It wouldn't end well.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Clarine has posed.
"Ah..." Clarine starts. It didn't occur to her that Boudicca... might not know what a Normin is. Fortunately, Nimue knows a lot of things, and has an explanation!
The rest of party addresses the Normin... who stares at them in response. ...It seems that the last thing she expected was for them to be able to see her, because she lets out a noise of surprise and nearly fumbles the lantern before getting it steady.
"...Y-you can see me?" She asks, tentatively. Tiny eyes soon track to Ida and Eleanor, and then to the Seraphim, and open wide in realisation. She seems almost mystified. "Oh! Golly... You're all together? I haven't seen that before..."
In some places, it seems like it's still strange to see mortals and Seraphim traveling together. She takes a quick moment to compose herself, standing up straight and adjusting her helmet.
"Um! If you don't know where you're going. I can guide you!" There's a pause. "...That's what I do."
With that, Clarine steps forward.
"...No. I believe you are the one we have been looking for. Are you the one they have been calling the Wisp of Biroclef Ridge?" Clarine asks. The Normin seems taken aback, at that - and once more, she nearly fumbles her lantern.
"Wh-what? Golly, are they calling me that...? No, I'm just..." A pause. "...A huge fan...!"
Clarine freezes in her tracks, momentarily dumbfounded. ...It doesn't seem like she was expecting that response.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Boudicca has posed.
All the mortals seem to be in agreement that this new friend is adorable, but Boudicca is still baffled. Luckily, Nimue-sensei is here to help! She slides into frame besides Boudicca, whose braids are currently all flown up into the air on the breeze, in whimsical animation. They come back down, as Boudicca curls a hand at her chest, with a look of consternation. "But surely they are not such opprobrious villains?" She says, of their association with Cat Seraphim.
Whether she has or has not met Morgrim, with a description like that, really depends on context, so -- oh who are we kidding she's just thinking of Harmaus, Boudicca doesn't have nearly enough perspective to make the deep cut there.
She leans in, as Nimue leans closer. "I see, I see," she nods, metal-clad finger to her chin. "So they are masters of subterfuge and misdirection, like you! I would scarcely have guessed, Nimue."
Boudicca... there's such a thing as being TOO CREDIBLE...
Anyway, as Ida helpfully points out: they have their imposter. Or -- Clarine sheds some light on the situation, as she asks the vital question. It's the sort of question only Clarine can ask, Boudicca thinks; she doesn't interrupt.
Well, not until Clarine gets that dumbfounded, anyway.
"Aaah..." Boudicca raises a finger, in nervous interjection. "As I understand it, a 'fan' refers to a person who admires another without personal ties to them! I do not know much of it personally, but -- Eleanor! Ida! You both have reputations amongst your people, so please, speak to us of this experience!" She turns to the mortals amongst them, hands clasping together in earnest request.
(Which might be strangeness on strangeness, for a Seraph to ask mortals for help like that.)
<Pose Tracker> Eleanor Klein has posed.
Eleanor won't tell your secret, Ida. That you also fine the Normin very cute.
She agrees about it being Clarine's call. So she lets it be. However... the little Normin notices that they can see her. That they're together.
"A... fan?" Eleanor wonders. She tilts her head, thoughtfully. She... doesn't interfere with Nimue and Boudicca. However...
Erk--
"Oh! Ah." Pause. "Well, a fan is very fond of you," she says, "Enjoying your actions or reputation or some other thing about you; it requires some small degree of fame to attract fans, but it can be as small as 'notable in a class.' They tend to wish to either support or emulate you..."
She hesitates. "This seems... to be both?"
<Pose Tracker> Ida Everstead-Rey has posed.
'Y-you can see me?'
"We can," Ida says. And to further reinforce the point, she looks back at Clarine as the Light Seraph steps forwards and asks her questions. Thankfully, she manages to contain her enthusiasm as the exchange continues, but she's still smiling. "Eleanor has the right of it," Ida says, to Boudicca. "In this case... you haven't been the Wisp for some time now, have you, Clarine?"
"It seems like your admirer decided to take up your mantle, in your absence." Ida turns back to the Normin, and puts a hand to her chest. "My name is Ida. It's a pleasure to meet you...?" She trails off, gently prompting for a name.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Nimue has posed.
Nimue is content to have saved the day with her very smart words. So content that she just watches as Clarine and the Normin talk to each other. As the discussion meanders around, she reaches into her pack and produces a whole sandwich wrapped in foil, starting to eat. She chews pensively, giving a nod to Boudicca. "Yeah, more or less," she says, parenthetically.
Then the answer comes. "... Oh man...!!" She turns her attention, naturally, from Boudicca to Eleanor and Ida, who explain the situation in its particulars. *She*, for her own part, saunters up to Clarine and --
-- gently moves to put her in an affectionate headlock and mess up her hair. (Almost everyone else is too tall. Clarine is not!) "Oh, jeez, if anyone deserves it it's you," she says, affectionately. "Grats on the new buddy or whatever!" She does not maintain the attempted headlock very long, whether or not it sticks.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Clarine has posed.
Indeed, it's quite strange for the Normin to see a Seraph ask for mortals for help like that - but strange in a good way, at least judging from the reactions. Clarine, though, is a little embarrassed.
"Ah, I know what it means to be a 'fan'... however..." She starts. It's just feel unusual that someone would choose to be a fan of her - or at the very least, her reputation. She does not, however, feel the need to escape from the affectionate headlock Nimue puts her in - it gets a small laugh out of her, and she manages to draw herself out of that feeling of embarrassment somewhat.
"Ah, Nimue..." Clarine replies fondly, taking a moment to readjust her hair.
During all this, however, the Normin stares at her, mystified. She's put two and two together, of course, from the way everyone's spoken - and she only breaks out of her trance when Ida asks her name. The Normin copies Ida's gesture, placing a tiny hand(paw?) over heart.
"I'm... Normin Gyde!" She replies.
...Ah. That explains a lot.
There's a moment of hesitation, and then... she turns to Clarine.
"...I heard a lot of stories about 'the Wisp', you know? The way she'd guide humans to safety without expecting a word of thanks... My powers aren't good for much, but hearing that, I thought... 'Golly, maybe I can help, too'..." She starts. "So I always kind of looked up to you..."
The look on Clarine's face at that... it's a little hard to describe. And then, her expression falls, and her gaze finds the ground.
"...I take it, then... you never heard my tale from the perspective of the mortals." Clarine murmurs.
Some present might already know how that story ended.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Boudicca has posed.
Eleanor and Ida helpfully explain the concept of 'fans'! Ultimately unnecessarily, but Boudicca is nothing if not helpful.
And Ida, helpfully, reminds Boudicca to say: "I am the Wind Seraph, Boudicca! It is wonderful to meet you!" Somehow, she restrains herself from introducing Nimue as the Wind Normin, even though she totally just figured out her secret. She leaves Nimue to handle being physically affectionate, too.
But her cheer fades, as Gyde elaborates on just how she came to be a fan. Boudicca's hand clasps, by her heart, as she looks from her back to Clarine.
"A reputation is... not something we control," Boudicca raises, delicately. "Neither is it a thing we can communicate, to many of the mortals we pass by. They make sense of what they have seen, in their manner, and say this to others -- and they, to others..." Boudicca pauses, and collects, finally: "... to be seen is a complicated thing."
It's not entirely the same situation, but Boudicca can't help but want to take some pressure off of Clarine, in this moment. If she can make it easier for Clarine to tell her the complex truth... well, implicitly, she's not alone in it, either.
<Pose Tracker> Eleanor Klein has posed.
Eleanor smiles at Clarine and Nimue, and remembers that she didn't introduce herself in the moment of 'um!' that prompted her answer to Boudicca's question. "Ah! I'm Eleanor," she says with another smile. Normin Gyde... Yes. It does say something, doesn't it? ...Eleanor's not entirely sure what, though. But she listens, and listens, and... Oh... dear.
She agrees that Clarine deserves a fan, but this may not be how she wanted it.
"Clarine..."
Eleanor speaks quietly, and then nods, as Boudicca speaks up. "...Mortals... don't always understand things the same way as a Seraph might."
<Pose Tracker> Ida Everstead-Rey has posed.
"A pleasure to meet you, Gyde," Ida says, her eyes sparkling. "I'm glad to learn that our new Wisp has a kind heart." But Clarine's expression speaks volumes about the Wisp's reputation, and Ida finds herself recalling a chance meeting in the highlands of Rolance. A run-in with an animate statue that spoke to her, and helped her save a shepherd and his dog. Ida looks back at the Beast of Lohgrin, the sheer aww in her expression muted by empathy.
"Their perspective was... more complicated, I take it," she says.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Nimue has posed.
There's some consideration in Nimue's mind as she listens to where this is going. Oh jeez. That's gonna. Ohhhh boy.
She rubs at the back of her head and takes a step back. It's -- her way, really. When an interpersonal situation gets hard, or complicated, and doesn't directly involve her, her inclination is to just let someone else deal with it. Right now, that might actually be best; this is a situation that needs gentleness, not the easy-breezy interpersonal style Nimue brings to the table.
"... Hey, take this one at your own speed, yeah? She seems like a good kid, though," is all she offers.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Clarine has posed.
"Aw, you're just saying that..." Gyde replies bashfully. It's her first time interacting with mortals as more than an invisible presence - it's kind of nice, actually.
Indeed - a reputation can be a difficult thing. Different people can have an entirely different view on the same situation. This, combined with Clarine's reaction, causes Gyde to quiet.
"...Yes. It is... as they say." Clarine replies to Ida's observation. Boudicca and Eleanor both... they're on the right track. She goes quiet for a moment, nodding toward Nimue as she offers her reassurance. "...Yes."
It's true - Gyde does seem kind enough to Clarine, and that's what causes her to hesitate - but also to find it important to speak. It's only because they're all here with her that she can find the words.
"...Though my intention was only to help, the people of Gododdin did not see it that way. I am not sure when it happened, but I came to be seen as an omen of misfortune... they believed I would lead them astray." Clarine explains. It takes her a second to continue. "And so, the people I wished to protect turned against me. They... imprisoned me in a lantern, for many years. It was... a darkness that I could not escape."
It sounds like there might be a bit more to it than that, but she doesn't elaborate - not now, at least. She lets that hang for a second before continuing.
"...Your intentions seem pure. And I am glad there is another who wishes to follow in my footsteps. However... I am unsure they are ready. Not quite yet. I do not wish to see you encounter the same fate." Clarine warns.
"...O-oh. Gosh, um... I always wondered what happened... I didn't mean to..." Gyde murmurs, bringing the lantern-bearing stick closer in both hands nervously.
Clarine freezes in place. ...Oh no. She made her sad...! She didn't mean to do that!
"A-ah... B-but I think you have done a good job up to this point!" She says, quickly, trying to cheer her up. Clarine looks pleadingly to the others for backup.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Boudicca has posed.
Nimue has assessed this Normin to be: a good kid. Lo, Boudicca feels an instant kinship with her.
The Beast of Lohgrin looks to Ida, for a moment, as Clarine relates her tale, one cage unlike another. Then Boudicca looks back, to Clarine, witnesses her warning. The way she freezes --
Well, there's something to be said for readiness, too. Perhaps it makes more sense, now.
"History need not repeat," Boudicca says, hands all clasped together. "We find each other, and teach other, do we not? Were it not for --" She looks to Nimue, sees Nimue s l i d i n g out of frame, and clears her throat, hurriedly looking back forward. "In any case," she hurries onward, "why not bring her with you, Clarine? I am sure it would be safer -- and far more enlightening!"
<Pose Tracker> Eleanor Klein has posed.
Eleanor is fond of Gyde already, even not knowing her. But Clarine, while she hesitates, does get it. She explains the story, and Eleanor looks at her sympatehtically but also proudly as she manages it. And as it hangs for a moment, she wanits. Clarine warns, and Gyde... Um. Well. She got sad. And Clarine looks to the others.
Eleanor will not shirk her part!
"Mortals often misjudge what they don't understand, but I'm certain that those you've helped appreciate you! And maybe you could help more people, with Clarine! She does a lot of helping people in her new role, too. And you could, too. Just like you've done so far!"
<Pose Tracker> Ida Everstead-Rey has posed.
Ah. Ida closes her eyes, and lets out a breath. Somehow, 'I'm sorry' feels deeply inadequate to the situation at hand. "You've done nothing less than your best, Clarine," she says, before opening her eyes, and looking back at Gyde. Ida glances back at the others, a fainter version of that bright smile spreading across her face at their encouragement.
"Would you like to see the worlds?" Ida says, holding out a hand. "Not just the rest of this one--but the Blue Star, as well? I know it sounds far-fetched, but Eleanor and I were born there, and it's full of beautiful things, despite it all. We can help you."
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Nimue has posed.
It's fine. It's not exploding. No one is dying or turning into a dragon or freaking out. Nimue takes a moment to center herself. (Despite it all, she does *want* to help, she just assumes most social situations are either too sensitive or too complicated for her.)
Clarine does her best to both lay out the unassessed risks of the situation. The unassessed risks of wanting to help and interact with humans... Nimue nods, gently, at those. "Hey, you saw a problem and you did something. Better than half the people out there." Note that it's half now! Is Nimue... actually improving? "And it's not like everyone's mad at you or anything. It's just..."
She nods to Boudicca, affirming, "Yeah, I think it's a good idea for you to stick with Clarine. She's got a great head on her shoulders, and she's a real sweetie! Plus, yeah, if you hang out with us, you get to see a bunch of stuff." She grins conspiratorially and affirms, "And you can steal gadgets. And some of them *explode.*"
It's... a unique bright side.
<Pose Tracker> Seraph Clarine has posed.
"...Thank you." Clarine murmurs, as Ida offers her sympathy. It's a wound that still hurts, and probably always will - but they've all helped her heal, somewhat.
But then, Boudicca makes a suggestion - perhaps Gyde should come with them? Eleanor and Nimue follow up with encouragement(the latter receiving a small smile from Clarine, as she notes the wording), and Ida asks if she wants to see the world... Gyde's eyes open, wide and starry.
"G-golly... Do you really mean it...?" Gyde whispers, surprised. Clarine considers this for a moment... and then nods, offering a smile.
"...Yes, that is a good idea, I think. It would be good for you to see and learn the world, and I would be glad to help you learn." She decides.
Gyde lets the lantern-stick fall to the ground, and strikes a confident pose.
"Th-then... I'll do my best...!" She decides. And Nimue offers further incentive!
"Gadgets..." She whispers mystified. "...I don't know what those are, but they sound cool..."
...Oh no...!