[In Person/Video] Alessa - The calm before
[As the last of the winds are dying down and the snow is settling, there's a presence around the lake's edge by the remains of the shrine...]
[The ice at the edge, still frozen, begins to bloom red, as if somehow bleeding from within, and at the darkest part of it, a black, inkblot shadow moving where none should be, to stop as an indistinct figure at the edge of the ice.]
[There's a short broadcast over the network at this time - starting with a burst of static, through which can faintly be heard voices and indistinct sound, then a brief video feed of the devastated grounds from where the shadow stands - the shrine in the foreground, and a woman's voice - Alessa, at "actual age".]
The storm isn't over...
[The static flickers and the feed dies - network replies from her may not be very clear or stable.]
[The ice at the edge, still frozen, begins to bloom red, as if somehow bleeding from within, and at the darkest part of it, a black, inkblot shadow moving where none should be, to stop as an indistinct figure at the edge of the ice.]
[There's a short broadcast over the network at this time - starting with a burst of static, through which can faintly be heard voices and indistinct sound, then a brief video feed of the devastated grounds from where the shadow stands - the shrine in the foreground, and a woman's voice - Alessa, at "actual age".]
The storm isn't over...
[The static flickers and the feed dies - network replies from her may not be very clear or stable.]