Sivene tilted her head, staring at the griffon on the other womans chest. In fact, just to ensure she's really seeing what it is, she moved closer. Until she was eye-to-eye with the heraldry (and inconsequentially, Rylee's chest).
One hand reached to trace the shape of the griffon.
One hand reached to trace the shape of the griffon.
Grey... Warden? You're not grey. What are you warden of?
12-22-2023, 05:30 PM