‘A Redcap? Here? Hmm, that doesn’t bode well – although I must say I amazed to see that no-one was hurt. At least, I hope no-one was?’ He of course knew that no-one was hurt – the Redcap had returned in disgrace to explain itself some scant time before he was dispatched here, but these mortals had no way of knowing that, and that was how he hoped to keep things.<br/><br/>Parne noticed the younger females lingering gaze upon him, and returned a warm smile towards her as parted his lips against the edge of the china cup, sipping gently at the warm liquid within before cupping the cup within the palms of his hands as if to warm them. ‘I’m not sure what the Court hopes to achieve by hurting you and your kind, although it is likely they struck here to try and disrupt the village as much as possible… Perhaps they hoped to bide themselves a little more time before the Ancient manages to free itself – although the point has passed where a cease in your actions would return the Ancient to its slumber.’<br/><br/>The older female was obviously well versed in his kind’s way – she didn’t seem thrown in the slightest by what he had told her, and indeed as she commented little of it seemed unknown to her as he spoke it. ‘If you don’t mind me saying, you are rather aware of things… It’s not often that one of your kind develops such a talent for sensing things beyond the normal – it is quite a gift.’<br/><br/>Parne chuckled lightly – his voice almost musical as he spoke. ‘We are little more than fairy stories here for the most part. Although there are those – mostly of the older generations, who still know enough of us to treat us as most than bedtime stories to scare their young with…’ Placing the cup back down within its saucer, Parne steepled his fingers in front of him – closing his eyes for a moment before opening them again and fixing them firmly upon Tara. ‘We need your help – only a human can help to stop the Ancient from emerging fully into this world. It was your kind who sealed him away, and it must be your kind who defeat him once more…’