I'm Sorry She Looks Like Me
Tamsyn
05-18-2021, 10:52 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-18-2021, 10:55 AM by Eska. Edited 2 times in total.)
Ulric insisted that Tamsyn would be okay with Eska staying in The Hallows, but she wanted to make sure herself. Besides, she should want to meet her late mother's lover, right? The situation already felt awkward in her mind, but she barreled through anyway. It needed to happen. They couldn't avoid one another forever. Mid morning, the brindled woman took her leave of Ulric and went to seek out Tamsyn. Remembering where the Carpathius wing was from the tour that she'd been given, Eska made her way towards it. Her nose sought out the various scents. She could smell Artorias and Rudyard, but the other scents were foreign to her. Coming to the end of the hall, the brindled fae stopped before a wide, wooden door. She gently rapped upon it and called out tentatively in her smooth yet husky tones, "Tamsyn?" Hopefully the woman was home. If not... she'd have to find her elsewhere. "Eska"
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