[ it's ok, i guess... luthir crit failed too o___o
even as he stares at the spot where he heard the rustling, the sound stills, and nothing emerges.
the voice that speaks seems truly disembodied then, and would almost be easily mistaken for the sound of wind rustling the leaves, if it weren't clear that luthir understood them. he responds in a similar tongue, which sounds like, and yet unlike, elvish. there's something strange in his voice, his eyes glazing slightly, and he shakes his head slowly as if trying to clear it of a fog trying to creep in... ]
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even as he stares at the spot where he heard the rustling, the sound stills, and nothing emerges.
the voice that speaks seems truly disembodied then, and would almost be easily mistaken for the sound of wind rustling the leaves, if it weren't clear that luthir understood them. he responds in a similar tongue, which sounds like, and yet unlike, elvish. there's something strange in his voice, his eyes glazing slightly, and he shakes his head slowly as if trying to clear it of a fog trying to creep in... ]