Singing

[Avean Luxenbourg]

Avean walked into the caves, a song playing about her head.
She began to sing, running her hand across the crystals that spiked the walls around her. As the song let itself from her lips she closed her eyes, listening to the song echo off of the walls.

[Trixice]

It was not a bad voice that rung in the ears of Trixice as she sauntered at a liesurely pace through the Caves of the Damned. Many whispers and haunting echos had passed by her keen senses tonight, and she could not help assuming the rumours that were being passed around of the walking dead dwelling in these caves were true.

Whether this was correct or not hardly bothered the acolyte, and she paced on, coming to stop a short distance before the girl who's song was echoing through the entirety of the caves now. Trixice simply stood and left it up to the girl to notice her, for she was in no position to interupt.

[Avean Luxenbourg]

Avean turned, stopping the song.
"Why hello again." she said to the , her hands still running against the crystals that erected from the walls.
Avean watched her with interest, remembering the last time they had met.

[Trixice]

The woman blinked a slow blink, a silent greeting. Her gloved hands were deep in her cloak pockets and her copper eye gazed intently on the girl, throwing about the question she was about to ask. "Are you better than when I last saw you?" She asked in a husky voice, somewhat different to most, but very feminine nonetheless.

[Avean Luxenbourg]

She nodded, ecknowledging remeberance of the last meeting.
"Quite." she said with a simple nod of her head.

[Trixice]

"Well that's good." She said with a brief nod, glancing around the caves now to study the crystals protruding from all sorts of corners and crevices. It was almost a wonder nobody had stolen any and called fame upon themself by becoming rich. Then again, Trixice had the theory that the damned most likely kept the place well protected.

"What is your name?" She asked, quite certain already that she would not share hers, no matter how the other mage chose to answer. It was a personal thing.

[Avean Luxenbourg]

"Avean." she said pacing around, her hands continuing to slice as the crystals passed but it healed within seconds.

[Trixice]

Trixice thought about the name for a few moments, before answering. "Avean is similar to the latin word for bird. It's quite pretty." She yawned slightly, reaching out to place a few fingers against the cool crystals on the wall too. "Do you enjoy walking through these caves?" She asked, attempting to continue some sort of conversation.