Ysayle smiled softly, tugging at her hood again to make sure it was in place. "Perhaps so. But hopefully nothing that calls on us to use Mother's gifts." She looked at her hand and frowned as a snowflake, or perhaps a wisp of aether twirled around it before flying off.

"I'm unsure if I care to call on this power again. Beyond the dangers and the attention it can call, its not a name I know if I deserve to use any longer."