When Hermione had first come across the flier that detailed the Witch of the Wilds quest, she had been rather intrigued. For one, it seemed that certain rumours were true, regarding the state of the Orlesian monarchy. Although there was obvious danger within the Gamordan Mountains, having heard that many who had climbed it's slopes had disappeared, never to be found. Why was that, she wondered? The work of spirits/demons or something else entirely?
She was also curious about these 'Frost Flowers'. Should they find one and return, it seemed that not only could she potentially win the favour of the Winter Palace, but it seemed that this witch herself was willing to owe favour. Both outcomes could be very useful indeed in achieving her goal, so long as her 'Orlesian' sibling didn't interfere, of course.
After consulting with Duty, the spirit of which she shared her body, the princess made the journey up toward the mountain's peak. It would be an arduous trek, but she at least had her varghest to aid her in overcoming the unforgiving terrain.
What she hadn't counted on was just how thin the air was up here, but she would soon adjust with the help of her...cohabitee. There were others here already, and she leaned on her staff as she made her way over to the group. It seemed that she had arrived just in time for some kind of family drama, so perhaps introductions could wait.
She was also curious about these 'Frost Flowers'. Should they find one and return, it seemed that not only could she potentially win the favour of the Winter Palace, but it seemed that this witch herself was willing to owe favour. Both outcomes could be very useful indeed in achieving her goal, so long as her 'Orlesian' sibling didn't interfere, of course.
After consulting with Duty, the spirit of which she shared her body, the princess made the journey up toward the mountain's peak. It would be an arduous trek, but she at least had her varghest to aid her in overcoming the unforgiving terrain.
What she hadn't counted on was just how thin the air was up here, but she would soon adjust with the help of her...cohabitee. There were others here already, and she leaned on her staff as she made her way over to the group. It seemed that she had arrived just in time for some kind of family drama, so perhaps introductions could wait.
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