
"Sadly that is what I was thinking as well. The purple aether is a problem, that can stem from corrupt aether chances are something is changing it or it was from something she touched. For this sort of thing we could drain her of Aether and go from there. But thats assuming if something is corrupting it we starve it out." he tapped his chin thinking. Then like he had a purpose walked back into the room and squat on the stool.
"Miss Evangaline, did you touch or maybe are in permanent contact with something that could be effecting your aether?"
"Miss Evangaline, did you touch or maybe are in permanent contact with something that could be effecting your aether?"
"These fiends lurk in darkness, slowly drawing near those whose eyes meet theirs."
