ghosts with just voices; aranea, longear, any

[Aranea]

You only see what your eyes want to see You're frozen when your heart's not open It surprised her, when he asked her to join him. Or at the very least allowed her to tag along. Of course it was incredibly likely that he simply did not realize her handicap - far more likely than him ignoring it. Aranea did not know and could not question him but she followed him nonetheless. If nothing else she was dutiful. While she knew full well that she would have no way to communicate with those in this kingdom - unless by some miracle there was a mind-reader or a magician present - she was curious, still. Aranea had returned just in time for the world to be turned upside down. She had watched as those so well established here had scrambled to make sense of it all. Some part of her had mourned for the voice that she had lost (after only just regaining a taste for speech) while at the same time she was okay with being a spectator. For a time. That time had passed and now she yearned to be INVOLVED. The ashen mare did not want to sit idly by and watch - she wanted to play the game. Aranea wanted to dive back in headfirst and climb her way back to the top. She yearned for this and had even considered pleading her case to the faeries. Ah but wasn't it a quest for power that had landed her here in the first place? Lesson learned no doubt they would say. So she walked in silence with the two from her home and listened to whatever conversation they found between them. No doubt if they were unaware of her lack of voice before they had left home they would be aware now. They stopped and some came to join them - an enthusiastic child and a much quieter stallion - Aranea did not know either. Magnus clearly did, though this hardly came as a surprise. If he had been known enough to put together Tephra then no doubt he would know many. Fire-eyes watched as they spoke and introduced themselves but she offered no more than a nod when attention shifted her direction. It was as much of an introduction as she could give and she was sure they would not press for more. She was an unknown, after all - what interest would they have in her? The notion burned and she swallowed to quench the flame. It did not work. aranea the fire-eyed shadow of covet and sage