Putting on his hood, Aether jumped down in front of the women. Seeing him, she staggered a bit before regaining her cool.
Aether tilted his head, waiting for her to say something. He knew what she was here for; after all, he had been the one who promised what she was after, and there was no other reason for her to be here than the drawing on the wall he had left before.
Clenching her fist, she nervously spoke up. "I... expected you to also have been the one who painted that message... You seem to be everywhere nowadays, before with the silver coin, and now with the man in the Marketplace... and all the way back then..."
Aether smirked under his hood, only for him to see. "You remember? I wouldn't have thought; time has passed after all, and in this place there are many things to remember."
