004 - [Voice]

[lord_impa]

[Impa is playing Sheik's spare lyre. Rather than the sound be soothing, however, it is a bone-deep thrumming, designed to get inside one's head. Her voice, when she speaks, is authoritative, strong, and clear. Oddly musical in its own right, to be sure.]

Words are wind.

This phrase has never held more truth.

Words are wind.

((OOC: This won't

Comments

[getyourzexy_on]

Just what are you attempting to do?

[lord_impa]

My folk are a tribe of shadows. We know illusion and falsehood.