[Lenneth, quiet, stiffens slightly in the most muted surprise imaginable. On the material plane, her senses are nowhere near as keen, but nevertheless she has no doubt -- that is an artificial creature.]
[And yet it is no homunculus or creation born of wicked magic. Magic, perhaps, but it holds no air of... wrongness. And that is baffling.]
[Little of this passes on the Valkyrie's face, though. She merely approaches calmly.]
no subject
[And yet it is no homunculus or creation born of wicked magic. Magic, perhaps, but it holds no air of... wrongness. And that is baffling.]
[Little of this passes on the Valkyrie's face, though. She merely approaches calmly.]