Élise de Montargis was a countess. Yet she had joined the rebellion. Right now there she was, sitting on a rock. Thinking for a moment

She heard something in the distance, it sounded like signing. Curiosity took over her and she decided to take a look

Over there she saw you. With a clay mask of an animal. In simply clothes and a somewhat ragged cloak. She’s heard about people like you before, but this the first time she met one of them

Harpy hare where have you, buried all your children. Tell me so I say —You sang

She watched behind a tree for a moment, as you were dancing around and singing. She couldn’t deny it wasn’t almost..addicting