Be Ellsee.


After your MEMO falls flat on its face, you’ve spent the rest of this long evening receiving some UNWANTED ATTENTION and combing through another section in your reread of your ANCESTOR’S TOME. Your focus is interrupted as your lusus comes to you.

They couldn’t be willing to speak on a night in which they vow silence, could they? You know how much this means to them, they wouldn’t do something like this without reason.