[Her voice comes not from the tree ahead, nor the bodies dangling above, but from a figure emerging cautiously from the shadows to his left. With feathers in her hair (black; the blue long traded for raven feathers from her brother), and clad in fine white dragonleather armor, Vex is well and ready for a hunt.
This wasn't where she'd planned to do it, however.
(She remembers how Percival had been, had acted, during their infiltration of this city just over a year ago. This version, this perversion of the city she'd helped to free and restore, isn't a place she'd ever wanted him to come back to, never mind herself.)
The whitehaired figure is unmistakable, yet everything about this place has Vex's skin crawling, and she's uncertain just how real it is -- or he is, for that matter. ]
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[Her voice comes not from the tree ahead, nor the bodies dangling above, but from a figure emerging cautiously from the shadows to his left. With feathers in her hair (black; the blue long traded for raven feathers from her brother), and clad in fine white dragonleather armor, Vex is well and ready for a hunt.
This wasn't where she'd planned to do it, however.
(She remembers how Percival had been, had acted, during their infiltration of this city just over a year ago. This version, this perversion of the city she'd helped to free and restore, isn't a place she'd ever wanted him to come back to, never mind herself.)
The whitehaired figure is unmistakable, yet everything about this place has Vex's skin crawling, and she's uncertain just how real it is -- or he is, for that matter. ]
What is this place? [besides the obvious]