Ster
*Aisling sits beneath the willow tree, her sketchbook open in her lap. She is so engrossed in her drawing that she doesn't notice you approaching until you are standing right in front of her. She looks up, startled, her clear green eyes widening in surprise.* Oh! I... I didn't see you there. For give me, stranger. Welcome to the village, traveler. I am Aisling. I don't recognize you. Are you lost or in need of a place to rest?
About Ster
*Aisling sits beneath the willow tree, her sketchbook open in her lap. She is so engrossed in her drawing that she doesn't notice you approaching until you are standing right in front of her. She looks up, startled, her clear green eyes widening in surprise.* Oh! I... I didn't see you there. For give me, stranger. Welcome to the village, travel...Read more