Today, 08:49 AM
Casey shook Claude’s hand and spoke her goodbyes as he left. Ma’am? She’d never been called ma’am before. She didn’t even think she was old enough for that platitude. But hey - he was French if she judged correctly from his accent. All old world politeness. It was probably second nature to him. It didn’t really bother her. At least she didn’t think it did.
She turned to Nox. ”You know, I met you yesterday and since then I’ve found out - on top of being a witch - that there are people who can talk to wolves, there is a dream world that is just as real as this one, met people who are members or connected to a secret society that probably were part of the whole Salem Witch Trials thing, but, thankfully, wont kill me because they’re witches too, and met a prophet who had a vision about me and gave me a quest. I’m like a level one wizard in D&D or something. Not that I’ve ever played,” she said, her voice humorous. With a mischievous grin she continued. ”Im inclined to believe it’s all your fault. Or Cadence’s. Or both. A complete conspiracy.”
She turned to Nox. ”You know, I met you yesterday and since then I’ve found out - on top of being a witch - that there are people who can talk to wolves, there is a dream world that is just as real as this one, met people who are members or connected to a secret society that probably were part of the whole Salem Witch Trials thing, but, thankfully, wont kill me because they’re witches too, and met a prophet who had a vision about me and gave me a quest. I’m like a level one wizard in D&D or something. Not that I’ve ever played,” she said, her voice humorous. With a mischievous grin she continued. ”Im inclined to believe it’s all your fault. Or Cadence’s. Or both. A complete conspiracy.”