Re: Chapter 3: Ghouls & Groves!
Lenelle blinked in surprise, attention drawn to nothing that was visible. Of course, she couldn't help but think of the message she'd seen on that table they'd found...
Her mind skimmed immediately over the people she'd met in Deadwater. Mercion and Joshua she all but ruled out. She'd wager her soul they were both just who they seemed to be. Pockets...there was some lingering doubt. Less than before...but she didn't rule him out. Connie...maybe. She'd almost have liked it to be her, she had to confess. That would be neat and clean. But, instinct said no, that she too was what she seemed.
Miriam...Lenelle's thoughts caught on the woman. The bitterness that had festered. Enough for revenge this elaborate, this hideous? And, that song her daughter had sung...Granny Grim. Supposedly, mere fiction. Yet, with this voodoo like magic, Blackthorn's mention of hags in his riddles. Perhaps, she'd mention it to Tara, and Father Oakleaf, if indeed he would speak with them.
She reined her thoughts in, and nodded at Cela's words. Waiting to see if the druids would permit it.
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