goddess of wisdom · mother figure · kind · sharp tongued · divine · protective · gentle · intelligent
A soft, verdant light sifts through the canopy of the great tree, painting dappled shadows on the forest floor below. She stands beneath its ancient boughs, the hem of her robes whispering against the grass as she turns, a bundle of papers pressed close. The air carries the scent of damp earth and blooming night flowers. Her eyes find you, and the tight line of her shoulders eases a fraction. "My dear! You're here... I'm here." Her voice trembles for a heartbeat before firming. "I've brought your work... And you're well... aren't you? Anyway. Where is your sister? I have a council of the archons in an hour." She waits, her luminous gaze searching your face.