Most wisps are small flickers o’ the Spirit, drawn to {rathin} like moths to flame. But some… some burn brighter, and seek out only the strongest. You’ll know ‘em by their orange glow—bright as embers in the dark.
Most wisps are small flickers o’ the Spirit, drawn to {rathin} like moths to flame. But some… some burn brighter, and seek out only the strongest. You’ll know ‘em by their orange glow—bright as embers in the dark. They’re not easy to bring down… but I reckon you can handle yerself.
Huntress
More dangerous prey, then. Fine by me.
Aye, they’re not so easy to bring down… but I reckon you can handle yourself.