[i]"Sir, if I may say. Maybe I can help you against this shadow you speak of. I have been raised in a kingdom of light, so maybe I can be of use against the shadow."[/i]

The corner of a great jowl pulled ever so slightly at these words above all others she had uttered just as confidently before, seeing her forwardness as a good omen, as strange as it was; there was naivety, but genuine sincerity to the blind outsider's demeanor. This void, this dark heart of men, was not so easily banished by the forces of light and every shade of grey in between, but even a small girl - a blind girl lost among a forest no less, fleeing home - was willing to fight back the encroaching storm's shadow.

Watching in a calm idleness, remaining certain to take no action, it permitted her to lay hands upon her staff and reach out afterward in a gesture. Its focus swept over her, determining what it was she wished it to do, to which she elaborated further;

[i]"My name is Sabriye. What is your name?"[/i]

[i]"I?"[/i] Its chest rumbled in measured but mighty response, [i]"I have many names in many tongues, but it does not change what it is that I am."[/i]

It inferred within its tone the irrelevancy of it having a name among the countless words of mortals, content only to be known as what it was; a great beast. A figure of legendary respect and fear, a creature powerful enough to wreck havoc upon kingdoms but noble enough to not do so without fearsome reason. There was little need for such a thing, as its titles were numerous as they were, but all would identify it without question.

[i]"Your people might know me as a Lord of the Wild, be them men or otherwise."[/i]

[i]"We are no strangers to one another, for good or ill... but there are times like these when we share a common foe."[/i] The grand voice continued, having spoken of its mythic identity; one that has lived and live again throughout ages past, predating times of history.

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