Harrowhark only manages not to roll her eyes out of concern that doing so might actually unbalance her. Without her necromancy, everything feels like it's tilted just a few degrees -- just enough to make her wonder if it is her that is unsteady or the ground. She's not about to admit any impairment out here in the wide open in front of snow constructs and who knows what else, though.
"Look around. Tell me what you immediately observe about this place."
Confirm that I'm actually experiencing what I'm experiencing, she doesn't say aloud, but she'd really like to know if anyone else feels something weird about those damned flowers.
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Harrowhark only manages not to roll her eyes out of concern that doing so might actually unbalance her. Without her necromancy, everything feels like it's tilted just a few degrees -- just enough to make her wonder if it is her that is unsteady or the ground. She's not about to admit any impairment out here in the wide open in front of snow constructs and who knows what else, though.
"Look around. Tell me what you immediately observe about this place."
Confirm that I'm actually experiencing what I'm experiencing, she doesn't say aloud, but she'd really like to know if anyone else feels something weird about those damned flowers.