Ulysses K Devlin

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She pondered Ulysses' opinion of her former protection, disapproving his disapproval. She missed her interactions with Chiska, having found the man a formidable warrior. Minerva did feel guilty at provoking the situation, the man had only been complying with her studies.

Letting the conversation distract from such depressing thoughts she focused on the aforementioned Ms. B. "Not only does she eat gold, and other items your people consider valuable. Gemstones, metals, minerals, this creature can manipulate them with some strange form of internalized plasma energy..." Her amazement grew with each word.

"She lurks about the mountains and has visited the Inn on occasion. I'm certain we shall stumble across her eventually." Minerva kept her gaze ahead, taking note of the thinning treeline as they drew nearer the town. "What truly baffles me however is that I believe I know where she comes from, but not how she got here."