"Ready." At @Amy's confirmation, Hanno responded. His gaze lingered on Ghast as the man gave it to the large 'golem' that was with him before escorting them into that strange realm.
The place was surrounded by Zalra crystals. In fact, that camp was essentially carved and sculpted on it. But the fact it was there was intriguing. Have Amy's family never noticed them until they showed up? Hanno couldn't help but feel even more bothered about the situation, with a suspicious feeling tingling the back of his mind.
He wanted to talk so many things with his fellow Faerin, but they had to leave that place before they could say anything to each other.
Placing a hand over hers, he said without hiding his voice. "Just let me know when we need to go, we don't want to be too late for the hunt." They couldn't show any weakness there, so it was better to set some obvious time limit so it wouldn't look too weird for them wanting to leave in case stuff became too uncomfortable.
The man that escorted them either didn't hear or didn't care, as he showed zero reaction.
Hanno could only hope he wasn't being too silly.
As they moved deeper into the camp, what was a strange sight turned into something even more bizarre. It was common sense for one to avoid contact with the Zalrisis, but what occurred when one saw someone completely surrounding them with it?
It was a strange sight, even more strange for those with magical eyes.
A large hall filled with the crystals created an area with a silhouette that resembled a throne. Sitting by this throne, another silhouette caught their attention. It was a faerin woman— to Hanno, a lady with her body and clothes covered with crystals... To Amy, an unthinkable sight.
A thick layer of Zalrisis surrounded this silhouette, but what was insane was the fact this Zalrisis didn't sink into the woman's body. Instead, it remained on a surface level, touching skin and tissue... But never flesh.
In the core of the woman, her heart was pulsating slowly, far slower than a heart should. At every pulse, another magical wave washed inside of her body, running through veins and spreading across her flesh and organs, outlined by the magical gaze.


She hummed, lowering her gaze to the guard that kept kneeling respectfully, along with the large golem that accompanied him.
Her voice tingled like echoing windchimes, and Hanno was finally able to notice that inside her mouth there was still flesh rather than crystals.

The place was surrounded by Zalra crystals. In fact, that camp was essentially carved and sculpted on it. But the fact it was there was intriguing. Have Amy's family never noticed them until they showed up? Hanno couldn't help but feel even more bothered about the situation, with a suspicious feeling tingling the back of his mind.
He wanted to talk so many things with his fellow Faerin, but they had to leave that place before they could say anything to each other.
Placing a hand over hers, he said without hiding his voice. "Just let me know when we need to go, we don't want to be too late for the hunt." They couldn't show any weakness there, so it was better to set some obvious time limit so it wouldn't look too weird for them wanting to leave in case stuff became too uncomfortable.
The man that escorted them either didn't hear or didn't care, as he showed zero reaction.
Hanno could only hope he wasn't being too silly.
As they moved deeper into the camp, what was a strange sight turned into something even more bizarre. It was common sense for one to avoid contact with the Zalrisis, but what occurred when one saw someone completely surrounding them with it?
It was a strange sight, even more strange for those with magical eyes.
A large hall filled with the crystals created an area with a silhouette that resembled a throne. Sitting by this throne, another silhouette caught their attention. It was a faerin woman— to Hanno, a lady with her body and clothes covered with crystals... To Amy, an unthinkable sight.
A thick layer of Zalrisis surrounded this silhouette, but what was insane was the fact this Zalrisis didn't sink into the woman's body. Instead, it remained on a surface level, touching skin and tissue... But never flesh.
In the core of the woman, her heart was pulsating slowly, far slower than a heart should. At every pulse, another magical wave washed inside of her body, running through veins and spreading across her flesh and organs, outlined by the magical gaze.

"My... What an endearing couple of poor nomads... Huhuhu..."

"How could you be so... Unwelcoming to them..? They look just like how you used to be... Heh!"
She hummed, lowering her gaze to the guard that kept kneeling respectfully, along with the large golem that accompanied him.
Her voice tingled like echoing windchimes, and Hanno was finally able to notice that inside her mouth there was still flesh rather than crystals.

"You said you have your way on rituals... Yes..?"
