Two Truths, One Lie

Talyssa's gaze shifted to meet the eyes of each wolf gathered around the fire, a sense of genuine happiness shining in her pale blue orbs that they all seemed generally receptive. Clearing her throat again, she continued. “They lead Hallows as a neutrally aligned pack that tends to lean more toward benevolence. Which just means that they want to help those who need help, and do what they can to help maintain the peace.” Talyssa explained, ensuring that her explanation made sense. “The Hallows inhabits a ruined castle named Hearthstone, and prides themselves upon being scholars, artisans, and swordsmen among other things.” It’s how they ended up with such a diverse group of individuals. Likely the reason why she was here right now, teaching the children of another pack about her family.

Now wasn’t the time for retrospection, but she simply couldn’t help the nostalgic grin that tugged at her lips. As she spoke to the group, she could certainly feel the pride well in her heart as she described her background. “And they are always eager to help like-minded individuals develop their interests and hone their crafts.” She assured, hoping that if any of these girls found themselves in Auster at any point in their lives, and were seeking to develop their skillsets, they would stop by and utilize the Hallows and their resources.

Blinking away her homesick thoughts, she looked around once more. “Do any of you have questions for me or where I come from?” She asked lightly. Offering an encouraging grin to any of those who chose to check in with her.

"Talyssa Carpathius"