[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Baylee startled a bit being called out after her prayer, just cause she wasn’t expecting it. There were a lot of words being said and a lot to take in it made her head spin when usually the most eventful things happening in her village was when a baby was born.

She look towards Lys and makes a small correlation that she was the one cloistered. Man that was a whole thing wasn’t it? Poor thing.

Baylee turns and makes eye contact with her and nods. “Yeh I’ll pray with ya Miss Lys, I’m naw usually the prayin type but ah... Well that’s there.” She points to the sword. “An aye figure I need to start doin more considerin what ayve done and what I’m gunna have to do...” She looks solemn for a second and remembers the second part of the question.

“Oh ye, It’s awright if Barney prays wit us. I ain’t one to stop someone from prayin.”