[He didn't think she was going to go into detail, let alone that much, so at first Ven only blinks at her in mild surprise, and then curious interest. Partway through, he rolls onto his side to face her -- a simple reflex, because she has all his attention -- and by the end he's frowning, the expression perturbed and sympathetic.]
A thousand years? But... if it came back that often, then...
[They would have lost a lot of summoners. More than he wants to try and count.]
Day One - evening campfire
A thousand years? But... if it came back that often, then...
[They would have lost a lot of summoners. More than he wants to try and count.]