Grimm unfurls back into himself at the doorway to the Springs, glancing around with some idle curiosity as he steps inside.
"How picturesque." A fine opportunity to sightsee, not that he hasn't seen such a thing before. He comes to the water's edge and watches the Lord of Shades skim the springs.
No time like the present. Grimm steps in up to his knees - with a pause, to appreciate the way Soul floods up against Essence, unneeded but pleasant - and his wings drag theatrically behind him as he wades deeper to investigate. He has a sense of what they're trying to do, and it would be interesting if they succeeded. He remains a skeptic.
Correctly so, he thinks, as yet again their attempts fail. He had been going to warn them, before they'd rushed off.
Grimm stands at a fair distance, up to his waist in Soul-laced water with his wings pooling around him on the surface, and his breathy voice echoes eerily off the stone.
"Forgive me for the unsolicited advice, friend, but such things are deceptively difficult." He peers at it, and looks appreciative. "Fine craft and unique caliber it is, and a part of the wearer in a way many are not. You might do well to seek an expert..."
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Date: 2023-04-05 09:43 am (UTC)"How picturesque." A fine opportunity to sightsee, not that he hasn't seen such a thing before. He comes to the water's edge and watches the Lord of Shades skim the springs.
No time like the present. Grimm steps in up to his knees - with a pause, to appreciate the way Soul floods up against Essence, unneeded but pleasant - and his wings drag theatrically behind him as he wades deeper to investigate. He has a sense of what they're trying to do, and it would be interesting if they succeeded. He remains a skeptic.
Correctly so, he thinks, as yet again their attempts fail. He had been going to warn them, before they'd rushed off.
Grimm stands at a fair distance, up to his waist in Soul-laced water with his wings pooling around him on the surface, and his breathy voice echoes eerily off the stone.
"Forgive me for the unsolicited advice, friend, but such things are deceptively difficult." He peers at it, and looks appreciative. "Fine craft and unique caliber it is, and a part of the wearer in a way many are not. You might do well to seek an expert..."