Storytelling<br/><br/>Alwyn, the real one, red-headed and human, looked at one of her magical notifications. Someone she was keeping an eye on kept saying her name. An eyebrow quickly raised, and her face got more and more impassive.... Until it broke, her jaw dropping in sheer unmitigated shock. This..... There were no words.<br/><br/>Finally, the most horribly awkward job proposal was over. Covering her eyes, Alwyn rocked slowly in her chair, making a noise that wasn't quite laughter, not quite helpless horrified sobbing, and wasn't screaming insanity, but rather some unholy incestuous combination of them all.