"Aluren..." She repeated his name on her tongue, cementing it into her memory as she looked down for a moment, her fingers slowly beginning to be brought up and smoothed against her bangs. She brought her hair back and then traced downwards, separating it into three thick strands as she began to weave and braid the hair again.<br/><br/>"This is your home, then." She confirmed more to herself than him, nodding away as her eyes continued to stare downwards before the sprung back up again, shimmering away in the catching moonlight with a sudden expression of pride and hope.<br/><br/>"I am here to search for something, a thing that could help everyone here who is on the verge of becoming lost - Undead who have not yet become hollow." She began, a smile moving over her soft lips as she continued to braid downwards, her motions becoming quicker near her hair's end.<br/><br/>"They say it is a fountain... A fountain of soul-like elixir. A place where one could drink away at them to their hearts content as if it were water, and the liquid itself is the essence of pure life." Isabella described, looking off with a reminiscing expression as she thought back for a moment. "My Mother used to speak of it to me when the Undead curse first began. She said that it was lost when the grounds of Uldra sank into earth itself a long, long time ago, for it wrecked the land with Demons and other creatures from deep below. She said that it still runs clean, however. It has to, for else-wise the Demons wouldn't guard it so fiercely.."<br/><br/>She paused her story to look on over to him, a look of surprise over her features as she finally saw him in a light that added a certain handsomeness to his ruggity and worn-down features. She could see what was once a handsome Knight in him under the moon, the various marks of sorrow lessened by the motherly touch of nighttime. This brought a different smile to her face, one of innocent admiration.