[ She frowns beneath her helmet, head turning to look at him. The construction of the helm has a rather intimidating grimace to it, not entirely incomparable to a samurai's mask, although assuredly much more insectlike. Her voice, already a bit deep and husky for a woman, is only deeper and muffled from inside of it. ]
There are many creatures in the darkness that lure with their pretty [ A note of disdain] colors.
[ Her face goes back towards the worms, tilted back slightly. ]
Worms.
[ Every clan of worms was different, but they tended to be dangerous in the underground: they consumed more of the magic from the aboveground soil that any other insect.
She actually goes visibly tense through her armor as the haze begins to drift towards them. Nope, nope, nope, nope. ]
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There are many creatures in the darkness that lure with their pretty [ A note of disdain] colors.
[ Her face goes back towards the worms, tilted back slightly. ]
Worms.
[ Every clan of worms was different, but they tended to be dangerous in the underground: they consumed more of the magic from the aboveground soil that any other insect.
She actually goes visibly tense through her armor as the haze begins to drift towards them. Nope, nope, nope, nope. ]
I don't like that.