Swallet Ringaling [Ouse]
08-09-2020, 09:21 AM
Ouse Boann
As the leggy woman turned, Ouse put on one of her easy grins. She picked her way across the warm, pale sands as she closed the distance between them. "Och, no need ta apologize. I'm exploring this interesting strip o' land and thought it might be nicer to walk together than alone." The lady's snow white tail swished lightly back and forth. "I'm Ouse." She offered her name. "A traveling storyteller. A bard of sorts." She offered her profession. A splash drew her attention to the deepest of the water. The black expanse stretched down, down, down. "What do you think is down there then?" Ouse moved out into the shallows and peered over the drop off. It was black as pitch down there. The deep darkness sent seeds of stories to germinate in her mind. What could she weave from this? "Speech" |