Unbound

Her gaze followed whatever he was working on, but she was far more interested in their conversation than what he was crafting. Eyrún was competent enough in multitasking that she was sure she'd get something out of watching him while they talked anyway, even if it wasn't readily apparent exactly what he was doing. She let out a shrill laugh at his question though, all but breaking the more peaceful air that settled around them. "No, not quite. He's one of many gods that I worship. He sent me a sign tonight, so I had to follow it." Briefly her gaze drifted to the treetops, where her new companions no doubt still were, cloaked in fog. "And now here I am," she concluded with a softer laugh, but her words were serious.