Thread:GulfstreamTheGardener/@comment-44642068-20200107194153/@comment-33229352-20200109211411

Shiloh too transformed back then used the vines that now covered the rafters since her arrival to make her way down to a cracked pillar, and from there she jumped to the ground.

"Why do you have to be so loud?" the Eagle complained. She was sitting on the floor surrounded by a concerning amount of vials, jars, and other containers with varying amounts of liquids and other ingredients in each.

"One time I came in unannounced and you almost shot me," Shiloh retorted. "Forgive me if I'm cautious, I don't fancy dying again. Where's your boss?"

"Out. I already told you. He's looking for the deserters and testing his mask." as she spoke, she poured one vial into another, which sent a plume of purple smoke into the air. The Masked One fanned it away with her hand. "Why?"

"I saw an owl." as she said it, the wood nymph realized how stupid it sounded. "I think there's someone or something here."

The Eagle looked up from her work. "Are you sure? I think I'd notice." she paused, tilting her head. She whispered to herself, perhaps in argument with her family's souls. After a beat, she looked back at Shiloh. "There's definitely something on the island. I can't pinpoint the location, but there's a presence."

"You think it's a deity?"

"I can't tell. The energy I'm feeling isn't powerful enough. It's probably one of those flocks of migratory birds. There's so many little souls that it's just noise sometimes. Are you sure it was an owl?"