Unbidden an eyebrow arched over an expectant gaze. A God? Hadyn stared at him, the negative space between them somewhat minimal as she processed his response. Folk being touched by gods was not unheard of. Indeed she'd come across tales of those fortunate enough to inspire the good graces of Akvin or Izurdin, as well as those damned by Vayt and Krysus but never had she actually met someone willing to discuss such things. The woman watched him carefully before responding.
"A man to kill, a sister to find. Sounds like quite the holy crusade," she replied at length. She was unconcerned by their closeness, neither demure nor overly lustful but rather inquisitive. Tilting her head, the pain in her ribs all but forgotten the brunette bit her bottom lip in consideration before speaking again. "Y'think your sister is here? In Syliras?"
Being the youngest of many siblings Hadyn could sympathize with Daelyn's cause. She'd lost one brother to death and the others she'd lost by way of their departure from the city. Their loss was heavy on her mind and she missed them terribly. This man's desire and effort to find his sister was commendable and raised him significantly in her eyes. It would not be unlikely for the girl to come to Syliras. Most sought sanctuary in the domain of the Knights. Treading water slowly the blacksmith waited for his answer, interest alight in her dark eyes.
"A man to kill, a sister to find. Sounds like quite the holy crusade," she replied at length. She was unconcerned by their closeness, neither demure nor overly lustful but rather inquisitive. Tilting her head, the pain in her ribs all but forgotten the brunette bit her bottom lip in consideration before speaking again. "Y'think your sister is here? In Syliras?"
Being the youngest of many siblings Hadyn could sympathize with Daelyn's cause. She'd lost one brother to death and the others she'd lost by way of their departure from the city. Their loss was heavy on her mind and she missed them terribly. This man's desire and effort to find his sister was commendable and raised him significantly in her eyes. It would not be unlikely for the girl to come to Syliras. Most sought sanctuary in the domain of the Knights. Treading water slowly the blacksmith waited for his answer, interest alight in her dark eyes.
