Apr 20, 2010 12:35
Her three hellhounds come into the Nexus before she does - large, beautiful looking animals, strong and ferocious, their eyes hinting that, up until moments ago, they were more than just hounds belonging to the woman trailing in after them. A mane of fiery red curls flows down the bare back of her otherwise green-clad body. She moves not with a purpose, but more with a curiosity, her golden eyes - with pupils slit like that of a cat - taking everything in with a sort of curious interest. This is the Leanansidhe's first time here, but you wouldn't know it by looking at her. If there's one thing she's learned during her time as one of the Sidhe nobles of the Winter Court of Queen Mab, its to always seem as though you are in command of your surroundings - even when you are not.
Lea, as she is commonly called to those who she is familiar with, ultimately settles into a chaise longue, her hounds settling at the feet of the long chair, and looks at the sign, a languid smile curving the corners of her full, ruby red lips.
"A question, then," she says. "Tell me. What is the farthest thou wouldst you go for power - or knowledge? Forget for the moment that knowledge is usually power. After all, simply because one possesses knowledge does not mean that one possesses the ability to wield it." Though, she supposes, that isn't a question that everyone would like to answer. "If not that, then tell me the craziest thing thou hath ever done for love."